Oba junction near Onitsha, which leads to Nnewi, called
‘Japan of Africa’, along the Onitsha-Owerri expressway in Anambra State,
is a mere stop-over relaxation spot for mainly drivers of heavy-duty
trucks and trailers on long distance travels. This explains the
concentration of makeshift shops and drinking joints competing for space
on both sides of the road.
But behind the façade of
eating and drinking, is a big sex market that would make the biblical
people of Sodom and Gomorrah green with envy. Here, sex sells like hot
bean cake. The shops serve dual purposes – the front serves as food and
drink joints while the back serves as a brothels. Some of the female
shop owners display only television sets for movies and offer their
bodies for sale.
As Sunday Sun correspondent alighted from the car
this cool evening, a lady in a tight red top barely concealing her
breasts stood up from a plastic chair to welcome him and a colleague.
Posing as the storeowner, the visitors looked forward to being invited
to sit down and make their orders for the delicacies on display. But
surprisingly, they soon discovered that her body was the product on
sale.
Encounter with ‘merciless’ Mercy
In
the conversation that ensued, the lady who introduced herself as Mercy
from neighbouring Delta State, told her guests that she has ‘no mercy’
for men when it comes to sex because she could guarantee maximum
satisfaction that could make the client beg for more. Shaking her
breasts provocatively and rubbing her body on this correspondent, she
said she was ready for the night’s business once the fee was settled.
Mercy
assured that for N1000, her client was guaranteed maximum touching and
sucking of breasts and the main treat. Pointing at the next shop, she
said: “That is where I lodge. My room is the one behind the shop and you
will like it when we enter. I can also take two of you at the same
time.”
The guests soon disengaged themselves on the pretext that
they wanted to take some drinks to enable them get in the mood. By this
time, darkness had set in but the lights from passing vehicles, lanterns
and electricity from few shops with generating sets provided
visibility. Both sides of the road had been taken over by prostitutes in
several shades and forms. Some stood by the cabin of the parked
vehicles, for customers, others strolled along the road while some
others stayed in front of the shops, beckoning on male passers-by.
The
spectacle became more interesting and captivating at the main junction
leading to Nnewi. Young girls between 13 and 18 years openly hawked
their bodies on the main road. Some held their clients tight, kissing
and wriggling their waists behind the parked vehicles. One of them who
identified herself as Chiamaka from Obollo Afor, picked offence when the
reporter asked her how business was going. She retorted: “I take
exception to that statement. This is not business, it is rather a game.
You can call it catching fun or playing games. It’s just like I play
with you and you appreciate me for being a good player or a good dancer,
that’s all. Please, don’t call it business.”
Chiamaka who would
not be drawn into explaining why at her age, she came all the way from
Obollo Afor in Enugu State for prostitution, said that on a very good
day, she could take up to 20 men and that she collects a minimum of N500 for ‘short time’ service.
The pregnant prostitutes’ corner
At
a section of the sex market, Sunday Sun noticed several heavily
pregnant prostitutes who despite their protruding bellies, are dressed
in seductive wears competing for clients.
One of them, who
introduced herself as Chy Chy, stated that some men prefer them to those
not pregnant. The pregnant sex hawker, who later collected N400 from
the reporter, said that she also belonged to the category of women who
get high on sex while pregnant. Asked about what would become of her
baby after delivery, she dropped another shocker when she said that the
unborn baby was already penciled for sale.
“I enjoy sex only when I’m pregnant.
If I’m not in this state, I only do it for the money but when I’m
pregnant, I gain on both sides because you will pay me for my service
and I will also get high when you touch me. There are men who look for
our type and it suits us that way. As for my baby, what is your business
about that? Well, if you must know, this is the third pregnancy and I sold the previous two for N80, 000 and N120, 000 respectively. Prospective buyers are already waiting for this one (touching her belly) and na so e go be”, she said.
Inside the hotel
Further checks by Sunday Sun reporter later revealed that the main prostitution dish is served in a hotel close to the junction.
The
hotel (name witheld), it is a gateway to uncontrolled illicit sex and
debauchery. With several semi-nude girls and boys high on marijuana
milling around the entrance of the hotel, the first hint of what to
expect, occurred inside a patent medicine store located near the gate of
the hotel. It took the chemist owner about 20 minutes to attend to the
reporter’s request for N20 worth of Vitamin C tablets because of a long
queue of people buying sex-related items.
A young man jumped the
queue and apparently borrowing slang from the lyrics of popular artist,
Flavor, he told the chemist in Igbo: “Oga doc, biko nyem ifem na eri kam
puo (Doctor, please give me what I eat, and let me move out of here).”
As
he spoke, he stepped aside to puff on a wrap of Indian hemp in his
hands. Later, the reporter asked the storeowner what he meant, and he
pointed at a particular brand of latex condom that he described as the
man’s favourite. Within minutes, the ladies and men on queue bought
several kinds of condoms, energizer tablets and different types of
aphrodisiacs and moved into the hotel where a bevy of women and men in
high spirit, danced to another music track by Flavour, “Kpuchie, jayie”,
booming from the giant speakers mounted in the open arena.
On the
left side of the entrance, there was a circle of seductive women in
different types of make-up, who displayed their perfumed bodies and
bikinis barring all their body contours. Two of the hawkers rushed at
the reporter and his colleague, giving them an unsolicited embrace, and
introduced themselves as the queens of the lodge. One of them said:
“Come and you will see a unique sexual style you’ve never seen before.
We have Liberian girls, Ghanaian girls, Cotonou babes, Dubai girls, etc.
As the visitors pretended to be scanning the rooms before making their
choices, one of the girls declared: “I’m Isabella from Liberia, you will
like my service.”
It was later gathered that a round of sex with a
Liberian attracts N7000, Ghanaians go for N4000 while it costs N2500 to
have it with a Nigerian.
Reacting to our reporter’s feigned
protest of the high cost of sex in the brothel, a young man who sat in a
corner of the hall drinking and smoking said: “Don’t mind them. They
looked at your fresh body and nice clothes and thought that you are
loaded. That is how they make money from new comers. We are old in the
game and I want to let you know that a round here is N500 but when you
need all-night service, it’s N2500. There is no classification here
because we are regular customers and we know them. Forget that they told
you that they are from abroad; all of them are Igbo and Delta.”
As
if the girls noticed that the newcomers had been inducted, Isabella who
had introduced herself as a Liberian suddenly started speaking Igbo
language as they settled down to a table.
In this hotel, wearing
of pants is unofficially prohibited. All the prostitutes wore petty
coats and tiny skirts in a sagging form showing their butts without
pants. Smoking of marijuana both inside and outside the gate is also
legalized. A woman sells fast foods like noodles garnished with tomato
sauce inside the brothel while the resident barman doubles as the house
DJ, supplying eardrum-threatening music. Two armed men on army
camouflage who smoked and drank endlessly provide security to the hotel
that has three sections, A, B and C, all streaming with clients for
short time services.
Free wife for a guest
One
of the hawkers suddenly tapped our reporter’s colleague, rested her
head on his shoulder and addressed him as her husband. She was the only
one wearing denim trouser that night, and she explained that she didn’t
want to expose her legs. Suddenly, she stood up, unzipped her trousers
unashamedly revealing her pubic hairs and announced that she was naked
inside. She said she was a student in Port Harcourt but came to the
hotel for brief business. The other lady that sat with Sunday Sun
reporter and his colleague said that she could take N400 for ‘short
time’ but in some cases, charge as high as N4000 for sex without condom.
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