This story has recently gone viral on the Internet, with everyone who published it titling it as “Sex Scandals In Akwa Ibom State Government House.” I got quite interested in this topic; understandably so…since I come from Akwa Ibom State. I have since discovered after reading this story (if at all it is true) that the title was extremely misleading and defamatory.
Rather, this story is about ONE MAN, whose pervert and diabolic nature pushed him to abuse innocent young girls who were entrusted in his care as a chaperon.
This sex scandal according to the interviewer/author, involves “a former ace radio presenter (name withheld) and anchor of a fan-commanding history programme which ran Sunday evenings in one of the radio stations in Uyo, Akwa Ibom State Capital.”
However, I have decided to share this piece which I would have titled: CONFESSIONS OF A REPENTANT RUNS GIRL so you can conclude for yourself if this evil involves a whole state as purported, or if it involves individuals.
Also, this story might help caution our young girls.
MY STORY AS AKSG USHER – Comfort
I have decided to come out to the whole world with this story because I believe it can save the life of one innocent girl. If the ones in the group are beyond saving, at least, I hope that this confession can act as a warning to those innocent girls outside, who are constantly recruited into the Ushering group to meet the demand for more souls.
Parents must be watchful over their children and beware of sudden wealth by little girls who were sent to school, or God will hold them accountable for the fate that befalls their children.
I joined the ushering group late last year, (2011) hoping to augment my income. The money was good, and since my benefactor had passed away, I saw it as a way to help relieve the burden on my mother. We were more than 40 girls or there-about at the time. During that event, I made about N350, 000.00. I had never seen that kind of money in my life, I thought it was God-sent. We were later taken to the man’s house in Abak, called Arbark Cort and where given alcohol, and all manner of things. We danced and partied the whole night. From that day, my life changed.
Then our group leader, named Rodar (not real name) started taking us to the man’s house located on Unit A, Ewet Housing Estate which is the centre for most of the atrocities. Initially, nothing happened. We just go there dance, the man will encourage us to get drunk, eat and by the next morning he pays us between N20,000 – N50,00 each.
From 12-midnight, the house was always filled with women, young and middle aged; married and single. Then I would just go, but I noticed that most of the girls never left the house. The girls called themselves house-mate and the man Big Brother. The frequency of going to his house started increasing. He lavished expensive gifts on us, started sending us abroad, some girls would go to Ghana, others South Africa, some to Dubai and others to London.
We lodged in the most expensive rooms of big hotels, Francis place, Le Meridien, when in Uyo and the most expensive hotels whenever we are going outside Uyo. In one of the hotels we lodged, I was surprised to see that one of the suit we stayed in cost over N250,000.00 per night. I thought I was in paradise. We were given blackberry phones, Ipads, laptops, anything money could buy. All we had to do was just ask, then do as he wishes.
The money was tripled at this point. For the sake of the paper, I will not describe the gory details, but we started having sex with him, each of us and all of us every time, group sex and sexual orgies was everywhere. There is no member of the group that does not participate at different degrees and I am not different. New girls were constantly brought in to join, even married women were part of the fun. Stories of Lesbianism started making the rounds in the group. The man will bring in lesbians from outside the state to entice us to practice it.
He celebrates birthdays for each of the girls. In fact, the things that happened during the birthday celebration of one of the girls Comfort, (name real name) which took place in his house at Abak would make decent people to vomit. Some of the girls, to gain additional favours, would quarrel; fight each other in order to gain his attention.
Money was never a problem; he constantly told us we could make more money if we behaved. We had so much money to spend. Some girls bought cars and others opened shops. Then I lived like a real big girl. I could buy anything I wanted.
It was during this time that a friend invited me to church. I am not really a church type, but I think God wanted to open my eyes.
While in the church, the prophet came to me and asked me to see him after the service. I have never met this man before so I was curious. I went to see him the next day privately and when he saw me, he just stared at me for over 10 minutes without saying a word. I became uncomfortable and wanted to go out. Then he started speaking.
The first thing he said was: “what does it profit a man if he gains the world but loses his soul?” He continued: “someone is taking your star and your future. You have been initiated into the occult kingdom and you need the grace of God to break from that bondage”. He told me things about the man that I had never imagined or taken note of.
He described perfectly well the things I did while in the group. He went as far as to tell me that because of our sacrifice, the man’s rank has been increased in the occult world. He even described the changes in furnishings in his house and the significance of each item.
The prophet also exposed how sexual ritualism has become rampant now, especially for politicians. Here, they (politicians) sleep with as many women as possible, without using protection to facilitate the exchange of blood.
Once they have slept with you, your future becomes tied to them and you can never succeed in anything without them.
They take your star, they also take the stars of any person that you have a relationship with. I had always suspected that there was something wrong about what we did but I never thought I had been a willing sacrificial lamb. Finally, he asked me to make a public confession of the things I have done, that God will forgive me. So that is why I’m sending this story.
I want our young girls to be aware of this people. Most especially, I want parents to have the strength of character to resist easy money brought home by their young children who were sent to school so that they can properly advise them about the dangers.
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