Here is what star comedian Bovi wrote on
Instagram this morning..It's the story of his
encounter with a prostitute who helped him out
in Port Harcourt...
I had just resumed school for second
semester 300 level. This was February 2000.
My mission was to storm port-harcourt
from abraka and surprise my older sister
who had just moved to another apartment.
All I had was the address to the new
apartment. I've always loved to pull
surprises and this was my biggest one at
the time. I arrived ph in the evening via
public transport and traced her new place.
Me wey plan to surprise my sister con
surprise myself. She had not moved in. Her
present address, I didn't have. Gsm; non-
existent at the time, her office? Closed. I
was practically stranded in the garden city.
After recovering from my rude shock, I
took the first 2 foolish decisions. I hailed a
cab and told the can to take me to a
happening joint. The type that runs all
night. He told me it was a Tuesday, the
happening joints really don't happen on
Tuesday. I insisted there had to be one.
Well he had money to make, so he obliged me.
We got there. Dead end. Even the band
members and the Dj were off duty. We tried a
second spot. No luck. By this time it was past
9pm. So it dawned on me that I should have
been looking for a hotel. By the time I checked
2 hotels, I realized that had I not made
wayward stops, I'd have been able to pay for a
room. Think Bovi, think! I asked again where I
could possibly chill till daybreak. A commercial
nerve. Someone mentioned "opposite
hotel presidential." When I got to hotel
presidential; opposite it that is; I was
relieved.
The groove was real. Outdoor joints,
several bar tenders. Pot bellied men with
pretty women drinking away their stress. I
found my spot, got a seat, weighed my
purse and saw that my vex money had
been severely eroded. I couldn't even
afford a drink. But hey, I could watch. The
ladies of the night were present on their
droves( soliciting customers). It was a sight
to behold. Of they got lucky, they hopped
into vehicles of strange men. I enjoyed all I
saw until it was midnight and the
unexpected happened. All d joints started
to lock up. On no time it was just me and
the night nurses left on the road side. To
be contd"
"Why you no go stay hotel" "why you no go
your sister house" "why she Neva pack go her
new house?" I had answered all these questions
repeatedly. By now I was with the security of
the hotel, begging to share their space with
them till the earliest signs of daylight. They
weren't comfortable with me there. They had
even suggested I go to ojuelegba, a spot on the
famous Aba road that hosted a retinue of low
class sex workers (low in the sense that the
better sex workers were the ones who came
opposite the hotel) I had turned down the idea
politely.
Five minutes later, a police patrol can
sailed by slowly with "victims" of their raid
of ojuelegba. I didn't believe my luck,
assuming it was luck. Not long after, one
of the busiest girls of the night walked into
the security post. I had seen her severally
that night. She had to be the busiest of the
girls. Leave in a car, return in okada. That
happened at least 4 times.she inquired
what the problem was. For the 66th time, I
narrated. She paused for a while. I had no
idea what she was thinking. Then quietly
she asked to see the contents of my bag.
Two shirts, one trouser, soap can with blue
long sponge and body cream. And identity
card. Finish!
She thought for a while again and then made
me an offer. She asked me to follow her to her
apartment. I wasn't sure what to do. Security
didn't want me there. From their eyes I could
tell this was my last offer. She "napkined" on
the bike ride to her house. This was 2am. A
small living room and a room with one bed ms
living room was as small as the room. It had no
furniture. She offered me her bed and slept on
the floor. I tries to refuse but she will have
none of it. I was her guest.
I don't know if I really slept cos my legs
remained on the floor with. Y back on d
bed. By5 am I was up. She offered me
water to shower but all I did was brush
and wash my face. Her brother came in
not long after without caring a second who
I was, he went straight to sleep. As I made
to leave, she untied an end of her wrapper,
brought out a wad of notes and offered me
3 fifty naira notes. She bade me
farewell.Never to be seen again till this
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