Hoe Tales part 3

I remember reading a story from the annual Kenyan newspapers' prostitution series.Remember many posts back I said that once or twice a year Kenyan newspapers have to do a story about prostitution ie how prevalant it is, how elite brothels operate, the day in the life of a prostitute etc.
Anyway I remember them talking to some of the people the the street walkers in Nairobi interact with.The author interviewed a watchman for one of the buildings that was on a street where the girls peddled their services.The watchman said that they would charge the girls a small fee for using the lobbies of the buildings to change in and out of their "work clothes".If the girls were having a dry stretch and did not have the money, they would instead service the watchmen.While they were doing this they at times would not use protection.
On that note the interviewer asked the watchman whether him and his collegues did not fear being infected by HIV while doing this.His answer was, "Quite a few of my friends have died after becoming sick when they slept with those girls but at least they died like men!".
When I read that line I burst out laughing, it didn't help that I was in a quiet waiting room but I couldn't help it.Died like men?!Being that stupid doesn't make you a man and besides I bet they died crying like little bitches!
On interviewing one of the girls she also said that when they were arrested by policemen and didn't have money to bribe them, they would have sex with them instead.That reminds me of something one of my friends told me about Kenyan police and hookers.He used to live in Karen when the crime rate their was very low and as a result most of the people you would find in the cells were those who had committed petty crimes like being drunk and disoderly and being "drunk and disorderly" (please note the difference).
So what would happen on some nights is as the police would do a Saturday night patrol in the city centre and arrest some hookers and pile them into their Toyota Land Cruiser.They would release the girls who could bribe them and those who would opt for the sex for freedom program would enjoy a ride to Karen Police Station.The driver would then talk to the Officer in charge at the police station promising him and the other policemen on duty a piece of the action in exchange for use of the cells for you know what, the prisoners would find themselves free all of a sudden and they boys in blue would get busy.Please note that that is a story and there is no evidence to support is so do not go and hound the current OCPD of Karen Police Station (but it does make for a good story when you are catching pints with the boys).
Speaking of girls being arrested that reminds me of a friend of mine who was doing an evening class at University of Nairobi.She had been at the campus earlier and had left her books there and was running some errands in the CBD before going back to class.She happened to be walking back to class at the same time the police were conducting a sweep and since she was a girl on the wrong street at the wrong time she was bundled into the the Land Cruiser.To make things worse she did not have her student I.D with her.She told me she has never prayed and negotiated for her freedom like that in her life.Yes she was let go.
Anyway there goes my Prostitution supplement of the year!
Ps:I am still tabulating your versions of the Kenyan dream, please keep them coming!