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"Everything in the world is about sex except sex. Sex is
about power.”
Sex sells and sex is the sweetest thing God gave man. The
average male loses his virginity at
age 16.9; females average slightly older, at 17.4. The study, conducted
by Kinsey Institute; California State University shows that genetics
may be a factor: inherited traits, such as impulsivity, can make a person more
or less willing to have sex at an earlier age. Statistics show that more
100 million bedroom acts usually take place on a daily basis. This is usually
among more than fifty million couples. For ladies, computer nerds make the
best lovers, with 82 percent of IT geeks claiming they put their partner’s
pleasure above their own according to a poll.
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Prostitution
is the worlds oldest trade. I remember a while back a must read blog by a lady
named Sue. If you were reading blogs or still do and perhaps you would be
interested in reading the blog then just Google ‘Nairobi Nights’ . It
talks of the exploits of a call girl and the daily life of nipping the bud in
the competitive Red Light District that Nairobi transforms into at dawn. The
blog was about a graduate who could not find employment in the already
cut-throat employment sector.
The stories the lady narrated were believable as much as they were
interesting. She even had a question and answer session where readers could
engage her. She never disclosed herself or any of her clients. That is
professionalism. Though it is the world’s oldest profession, it is loathed and
comes with a tag of being an outcast. However I must acknowledge it is with us
and nothing can destroy its roots and tentacles that have almost become the
fabric of society.
I liked reading the blog. In as much as it was about a prostitute,
a lot came to the fore. The business is not that rosy. There are usually cat
fights and other than the fact that it is illegal, it is usually risky. That
she was able to make ends meet and some of her readers even seeking her
services behooves of a society that has become hooked to matters of
flesh.
Through
the blog, I later learnt that there was a PHD student, Brooke Magnanti,
somewhere in Britain who had also ventured in the trade to supplement her
income. Her trade name was Taro. In Kenya if you add ‘M’ before that word you
easily end up with what men abhor but want in secrecy. Her diary was published
as Belle de Jour: Diary of a
London Call girl. Wikipedia
cites that she had her first two books as among UK’s top 10 best sellers in
2007. Her blog content and her books were later adapted into a television
program.
As
a freshman, one of our lecturers once intimated that he once found one of his
students selling her ware in the famous red light district of Nairobi- Koinange
Street. He identified her as he was from one of the many clubs on that street.
Luckily the call girl having been identified did not make a scene and the
lecturer later helped her to be in gainful employment.
I don’t have much detail of what became of Sue. Her blog nairobiprostitute.blogspot.com/ though was bought and adapted into a
series which at a paltry amount of Ksh.100 you can get all the episodes of her
exploits. At one time she
blogged that she had engaged in charity and helped a children’s home. That is
something I never went to find out either. She ceased her profession which
untimely did not last for long. What I must acknowledge is that she was able to
catch the eye of her fans who waited with abated breath for her to post the
details as she was confident enough to intimate raunchy tit bits about her
clients.
Whether the blog was fictional or factual, one thing is for sure,
she had the appeal that most fail to capture in the anecdotes they put in black
and white. Like Sydney Sheldon, she can arguably be said to be a master in the
art of suspense. Her dexterity and diction and the fact that she portrayed the
city as it is was something that captured the zeal of her readers with awe. Sad
she killed the blog before she could be unraveled.
The services of hookers are sought by many. It is what society has become. The high and mighty have a structured
way of seeking for their services likewise the middle class and those in the
lower echelons of life. The difference comes in due to the fact that the
services are procured differently. The price tag of the services vary from one
location to the other with those in the suburbs and pricey locations charging
steep rates that will make the average bloke scamper for safety in
trepidation.
What bemoans of society are the repercussions that come laden with
engaging in this trade. In as much as it is a reality, finding ways of
regulating it and perhaps licensing it like some of the developed countries
should be looked into. Though a portent in our society owing to our deeply
rooted African traditions, positive exploitation to reduce risks associated
with it can greatly reduce its devastating consequences.
