Episode 16: 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...

Episode 15: Things I Carry In My Handbag

The last few days I had been, anonymously, attending a workshop where all the women participants had this urban, suave and sophisticated tal...

Of A Bucket, A Brand & A Kid

On Valentine's day I wanted to sleep with a married man. I was sure one would pick me on his way home to deliver roses and gifts to his ...

Episode 14 (Final Part) : Why I Chose The Street

The true value of a prostitute is based on male perceptions. Such manifest themselves in different ways. In true essence there is no much di...

Episode 14 (Part 2) : Why I Chose The Street

So where was I? Yes this girl reciting Yeat's second coming. She was siting among a group of men, who seemed  more than awed. The men bo...

I Am Not The Faded Beauty

On Tuesday I received an email alerting me of a sound clip, supposedly done by and circulating on the internet. The sender, who had attached...

Episode 14 (Part 1) : Why I Chose The Street

At some point, early in my career, I was naive enough to think a good education would give one an edge in the trade. I was partly thinking o...