I’m a 22-year-old lady. My mom is from Edo State, Nigeria, while my dad is from South Africa. But I was born and raised in Nigeria. My parents got divorced when I was 8 years old. My dad remarried and moved to the U.S. Ever since then, he never reached out to me or my mom. He doesn’t even care about my existence. His family never liked my mom, so that didn’t help either.
Ever since then, it’s been my mom and me against the world. Life was not easy. I had to stop school for a whole year because my mom couldn’t afford to pay WAEC. I did all sorts of menial jobs, but the finances were never enough. She was the only person I cherished in the world. At least, she used to be.
At some point, my mom fell sick, and I had to start working. The man I started working for, who gave me a job opportunity, turned me into a sex slave. I was only 18 at the time, and his first child was 24. So this man was old enough to be my father’s oldest brother. He would sleep with me anytime and anywhere he wanted.
I couldn’t tell my mom because I needed the money to take care of her. She was sick. When my mom finally recovered, I told the man I wanted to quit the job, but he gave me an offer. He said that if I continued being his side piece, he would sponsor my education. I knew that more than anything, I needed the education, so I accepted. That was the worst decision of my life.
I lied to my mom, telling her that this man found me working hard and decided to sponsor my education. I never told her he was sleeping with me. I took my WAEC and JAMB exams that same year, and this man fulfilled his promise. I started school, and he even started a business for my mom. She thought he was a godsend, but I was using my body to pay the price.
He honestly took very good care of me. He changed my phone, got me wigs, and took me shopping every single week. For a girl who didn’t have anything, imagine a man showing up and throwing everything in my face. I mean, if I left this man, where would I start from? Who would take care of me? Who would pay my school fees?
So, I had no choice. I didn’t complain.
In my 200 level, I met a new guy. I actually met him through TikTok. TikTok has turned into the new dating site! We exchanged contacts, and it turned out he lived close to my school, which made everything easy. He was very good-looking, tall, financially stable, and a little older.
I decided to pay him a visit. One thing led to another, and we had sex. Not just once. It didn’t end there. It started happening over and over again. It was good sex.
Two months into our sex adventure, I fell deeply in love with him, and we officially started dating. After a while, I decided to open up to him about my sponsor in school. This really got him mad. He told me to cut ties with the old man and promised he would continue sponsoring my education. Of course, I obliged.
Girl, I don’t know if I should say I’m lucky. I mean, two men sponsoring my education? Even though the first one is a pedophile and an old fool. His children probably think he’s a good father, not knowing he’s a father you should pray against.
And imagine finding a young, handsome guy who’s willing to sponsor your education, even after knowing you had a sugar daddy. Life is strange.