When people say it’s a small world, they’re not joking. Certain things I did in the past have come back to haunt me. For the sake of my safety and anonymity, I will desist from mentioning any names. Several years ago, I used to work in a very popular nightclub here in Accra. I started as a young man in my 20s and I worked there until I was 42. I started out as a cleaner and then a bartender and I was learning DJing from the club DJ at that time. When I entered my 30s, the old DJ stopped coming and I took over. These big big men used to disguise themselves and come for the girls. With time, one of the men spotted me. There was a particular girl he comes for and on that day, he didn’t see her. When he described her to me, I saw who he was talking about and I gave him the girl’s contact. He gave me money and later on, he started approaching me for the number of the other ashawo girls. Because of me, he stopped coming to the club. I became like a discreet pimp. I was linking young girls to him and his rich friends and they were paying me in return.
The club became a busy spot over sometime and we got girls who started stripping and dancing on poles. It made the place even more popular, but the strip club part was a little more discreet and we didn’t do it often.The girls were also desperate for money, so when they heard I was linking some of them to rich men, they started approaching me and begging to be added. I started making a lot of money through this small business of mine and it expanded to sugar mummies who were looking for sugar boys. What I’m narrating is over 25 years ago. I’m a 49 year old man now and in those days, there was no social media so there was no tinder to use to look for a girl to sleep with. It was either you pass Circle to find an ashawo girl or go inside a club. The old rich men didn’t like being seen chasing after girls in the club so I was working as a middle man.
Those days club DJs did it for the fun of the job and peanuts. We weren’t getting paid much. I don’t know about now. I can say for a fact that everything that’s happening now was happening 20 years ago and beyond. All the threesomes and wild parties and s*xual things were happening in those days too. Even gay lifestyle and supi supi. There is nothing new under the sun. The only problem is that social media has made it worse. I usually laugh when I hear middle-aged and old people saying this generation is worse. It’s either they were saints in their youth or they’re just being hypocrites. Anyway, I never got married, but I had a girlfriend who gave me two boys. I could have easily married her, but the job was too demanding for those things. I was able to buy a land with the money I was pimping with and I built a 2-bedroom on it. Let me add that some of the girls I was pimping out to the rich men were opening their legs to me for free. It was just something they were doing out of gratitude so that I will remember them next time. The old men were paying big so they didn’t want me to forget them. It was their way of impressing me in bed so that I link them early.
When I was about 42, I was involved in a very serious accident. It was by the grace of God that I survived. I was going to DJ in another region for a festival and it happened. When I recovered, I didn’t go back to my lifestyle. I started going to church small small but it was nothing serious. I turned my car into a taxi and that became my job for a while. Then a few years ago, I met an old classmate of mine at a program. She had been widowed and we became friends again. Then we started a relationship. During the relationship, I met her family, her five children and she also met my sons. Her first born was one of the girls I used to pimp out. I have slept with her several times and I remember her in particular because she was very good in sucking my d*ck.
Her mother gave birth to her early because when I did the calculations, she must have been a teenager herself when she became a mother. The first time the girl saw me, she recognized me right away. None of us said anything. Later on, I met her somewhere and she tried to seduce me to have s*x with her again. That is another story for another day. Nothing happened, but she hasn’t given up. The families of many of these girls don’t know what they do in secret. She knows I’ve stopped linking girls to rich men and she told me to go back to pimping girls out as a form of business. But I’m not going back. I’ve seen it all and there is nothing in it. I told her to keep my past a secret. When I married her mother, I started avoiding her big time. The girl is a bad girl. She wants me to keep sleeping with her even when she knows I am now her stepfather. My wife thought I didn’t like her children and it even created tension between us but after two years of being married, things are better now.
The girl doesn’t stay with us, so at least I’m okay most of the time. But anytime she comes to visit, I avoid her for a lot of reasons. She wants me to sleep with her again, she wants me to go back to pimping. She hasn’t threatened to tell her mum about me. That will be a very stupid thing to do and she knows that. Right now, I’m not at peace. I keep having nigtmares about many girls whose lives I have destroyed over several years. I have learnt to forgive myself and I am trying to make peace with myself, but are there other ways to move on? I also want to advice the young ones, the consequences of your actions may not show up now, but many of the friends I was clubbing with are either battling health issues, crazy broke or dead. I am battling a stubborn diabetes myself and it is at this stage that you realise that all the clubbing, womanizing, alcohol and weed is not worth it.