ARE Y’ALL READY FOR SOME TEAAAAAAAAAA
I bet most of you have wondered what being a university big girl in the day and a standard runs girl at night entails
Now this is it…
I had this very candid yet interesting conversation with a ‘university big girl’ yesterday and she had a lot to say, revealing when she started out in the ‘business’ she was abused a lot. One particular incident stood out to me though. According to her, she was invited to Owerri where she was told she would earn fifteen thousand naira. Getting there she was asked to dance so she could get picked, she did as she was told and was eventually picked. Being picked by a person who had a fetish for threesomes, she was asked to get another girl. Her first ever client being a doctor had them both test for HIV/AIDS and other STIs. A rather fortunate turn of events saw her escape getting infected with the deadly HIV virus as the other girl who tested positive to the virus was asked to leave. Sadly with the departure of the other girl she had to do a two person job when it came to satisfying her client. She did everything from oral to anal to real weird and painful sex positions and all that for N15,000 being the amount she initially sought out for but considering the pain she was left to bear for days after the job, N15,000 became dog food. After her first job experience, she realized it wasn’t as easy as everyone made it out to be, it wasn’t just selling your body to provide for yourself or to afford the good things small scale skill work couldn’t, it was trading your self esteem, dignity, sanity and respect for the good life and it was going to be HARD WORK regardless.
The hustle and struggle to live large in the university is real I tell you. There are a lot of girls who have been through something similar or even worse and sometimes it’s so disheartening cause they had no idea it was going to turn out as it did. Night time work isn’t your regular 9-5 where things follow certain routines, standard and rules, it’s a life threatening sport and everyday with its own demon. Be guided.
As a young girl growing up, my mom and her friends often made remarks like “When you grow up, you will marry a rich fine guy and give birth to beautiful children’’ Now don’t get me wrong, what they said wasn’t at all bad, infact it’s a nice thing to wish your child. Thing is when I turned 15, I began to find myself not wanting all of that. To me, it sounded so limiting and i hated the fact that people made it sound like that’s the sole purpose of our existence. I didn’t and I still don’t understand society’s need to associate success to the number of kids a person has and their marital status. Whenever I make comments like ”I don’t think getting married is something I’d love to do”. People are quick to blame my parents bitter divorce and failed marriage. They’re not entirely wrong but that’s not the whole story. Truth is, I just don’t understand why a lot of people especially in our African societies see the idea of ...
Nice work... Really love the write up, looking forward to the next one.. Cheers!!!
ReplyDeleteTrying to make ends meet doesn't mean you should sell your body...hope she's learnt her lessons??
ReplyDeleteWelldone Suoebi🙌🏻....I look forward to reading more...
Great content Suoebi!
ReplyDeleteWell work is work.
ReplyDeleteIf the aim is to make ends meet though!!
But if its to live large and to impress society, well, I have nothing to say.
Well some persons do such things for the fun, but I bet you when it comes back at you in the future you would be more surprised than anything else. There are so many other things to do in other to ease this lock down of a thing rather than sending twerk videos and the rest, they should thing deep.
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