A day or so ago someone sent me an email wondering how I could get tired in my line of work. This was after I mentioned in my last post that I was planning to take a break. The author of the email assumed that since mine is the business of pleasure, there was no...
Category: Sex
Nairobi Nights: Why I Became A Prostitute – An Attempt
Often I am asked by readers of this blog why I chose to become a prostitute. And quite a number of times I have set out to write my reasons for choosing to engage in this particular kind of pleasure business. In all the occasions I have stopped after the first few sentences; and this...
Winter Warmers
A few weeks ago at the onset of the Autumn season, a few friends of mine (some of my very best of friends) started making overtures about the need of “winter warmers” as the temperatures begin to drop. Once acquired, said “winter warmer” would make an appearance in one’s life to fulfil the goal of...
Nairobi Nights: An Allergy To Rubber & Other Latex Anecdotes
My first ever client wore two condoms. He had voluntarily worn one but I had insisted he insert a second. This was as a result of intelligence I had gathered from Njoki, a girl I had befriended, and who had been at the Sabina Joy (SJ) for years. According to her a girl could not...
Nairobi Nights: Coming Out Of The Closet
I will digress a little today and write about a thing or two that has happened since I started this blog about two weeks ago. I have received quite a number of emails from people who want to meet me both for personal, business and activism purposes. And other mail from people who wish to...
Nairobi Nights: Sex With A Cause
Late in my high school years I was a rebel without a cause. After listening to some Millie Jackson I reasoned I could develop a feeling bitchy attitude like her. Or look like her in that cover jacket where she is seated on a toilet bowl with her pants down. Certainly there was nothing I...
Nairobi Nights: Are You Satisfied?
At the face of all I need from a client is money. The cash lifts my spirits, but leaves me with some sort of emptiness when not coupled with a sense of satisfaction. The contentment I speak of is both sexual and psychological. I am used to living without the sexual pleasure. Sometimes despite giving...
Nairobi Nights: Sylvester
Every profession has an eleventh commandment. The one thing not in the rule book but which should be adhered to. The eleventh commandment though is not sacrilegious; it can be broken, but with heavy consequences. In our trade on the streets the eleventh commandment is never to fall in love with a client. When one...
Nairobi Nights: When Sex Is No Longer A Sin
I have been fascinated by the idea of the Devil & Hell. Not because I will end up in the hot arms of the Devil. But because I am intrigued by the philosophy of sin. The definition of sin, and the factors that make one kind of sin to have more weight than another. Why...
Nairobi Nights: Survival of The Species
Prostitutes are said to be carefree. The reasoning being that if they can have sex with all these men in these days of HIV then they care less. But the truth is we do care. What would be the point of us making money if we wish to die? I remember reading some interesting statistics...