"Hi, I am Tonia (not real name), a girl who has
fears, beliefs, reservations and just your
regular typical Nigerian girl. This past few
weeks has been one hell of a game for me. I
have really been unsettled and I thought I share
this story with you.
"When Cynthia (the lady killed in the hotel room
in Festac, Lagos) surfaced on the internet and
various news media, I was scared and it
brought back a whole lot of memories to me
and also served as and eye opener. Many
people castigated and criticised Cynthia (may
her
gentle soul rest in peace), but my point is, it
could have been anybody, anybody at all.
"We have met people through various social
media. Some have ended up well, some have not
but with painful memories. To cut the long
story short, let me kindly share with you my
encounter with social media especially the very
popular Blackberry Messenger (BBM).
"I am a graduate and currently serving in
Kaduna. I could have runced it, but I needed
somewhere to clear my head and forget about
my ugly encounter. Here is my story.
"I happened to have a married man as a
contact on my BBM. He had been asking me out
for over six months and I refused to date him.
As time went on, he invited me clubbing with him
when his wife was outside the country, and I
went with him all night. We spent most of the
night at Swe bar, Lagos.
"I also met his clique of friends, married as well
with their various mistresses. We had 'mad'
fun. After all the clubbing and drinking, he
lodged me in a hotel somewhere in Obalende. I
felt sort of safe with him. We did not have sex,
but he made sweet love to me and touched me
in places I had never ever imagined.
"He kissed me passionately but guess what?
He did not have sex with me. We did all sorts
but there was no penetration. So, to an
extent, I trusted he was a good person to be
around with. I did not know that it was all part
of the plan.
"He gave me N10,000 and put me in a cab to go
home the next morning. We kept talking and
chatting and sending naked pictures to each
other and he told me naughty things of how he
wanted to whisper things in my ear, I blushed.
We didn't see for two weeks and that was
because his wife just came back from Turkey.
"One faithful evening, he pinged me that he was
organising a beach party/boat cruise and that
he would love for me to be his date and that he
wanted to open a BBM chat, as a medium for
his friends and my friends to interact. I was
excited about it, I just wanted to have fun. I
was able to get five of my very hot friends.
"The BBM group opened and we got chatting. I
also realise that majority of them were married
and working in reputable firms. It was fun and
we didn't mind if they were married, we just
wanted to have fun, as well as some other girls
apart from my friends in the group.
"We chatted exclusively, sent pictures to the
BBM group to introduce ourselves, and we had
opened group conversations pending the beach
party. And as excited as we were, we went
shoping for nice sexy beach wears.
"The D-day finally came, we all assembled at
the Lagos Island Boat Club. I was wowed
because it was a high class party. We were
cruising in a boat loaded with goodies drinks
and hot babes, and as well 'MARRIED MEN'. I did
not care, I just said in my mind that I would not
roll with married men anymore after this, that
for now, all I wanted to do was to catch some
fun. After all, I wasn't paying bills.
"We got there, it was a private beach resort.
Most of the beach facilities I got to see there
were owned by multinational companies. We got
out of the boat, and went to where we were
partying. It was a duplex made with wood. It
was a very nice setting.
"I felt comfortable because it even had a fence
around it separating it from other beach
houses around. So, there was privacy and of
course bouncers (heavy looking guys)
guarding the place. I said to myself, this must
be heaven, I must be dreaming.
"Anyways, we felt free with each other
because we had been chatting. It was 5:30pm
and the party just started. We had drinks
flowing from the private bar tender which
happens to be owned by one of the men in the
group. Reality struck when I realised that I was
feeling dizzy and feeling really funny and light
headed. Not only me, but other girls around me
too noticed there was something strange
about it.
"I was also feeling Hot as hell! I had been
drugged. They monitored us and when they
knew the drug had really gone deep into our
system, they moved us up into the main beach
house. I could still see faces, but was too weak
and Hot to react.
"Mr B, the man who took me clubbing, carried
me in his hands like a sacrifice and put me down
on the floor just as other men also did with
their girls. We were eight in numbers; 8 girls, 8
guys, and they all stripped us down and had
sex with us.
"I enjoyed it a bit because I was Hot. It was a
mixed feeling because I cried, I moaned, but I did
not know how many times he came into me. He
pounded me hard. I was dizzy, but he grabbed
me with force. All I could notice was the
wedding ring on his finger. I thought of how
wicked and miserable some married can be.
How inhuman and heartless they could be.
"All of them took turns in switching partners
and slept with all of us. I passed out. That was
the last thing I could remember. I felt water
poured on me. I noticed all the other girls
around me too were half naked and some
stark naked.
"We spent the night at the beach, but the men
were no where to be found. I looked round me
and all I could see was packs of used condoms.
I ran to pick my cloths and possibly raise an
alarm. I got dressed, found my phone with an
envelope. It contained N16,000 and a note
asking us to take N2000 each for transport.
Tears of anger and rage filled my eyes and the
girls around me as well.
"We were drugged and used like tissue paper. I
grabbed my phone and noticed a ping came in. I
checked my phone and I noticed the BBM group
had been deleted, and a message via BBM from
MR B came in. He threatened me that if I say a
word to anyone, I would regret it.
"I told him he was a bastard, and he said try it.
A picture came in, several pictures. In fact,
they were pictures of us being naked on the
floor. Pictures of the humiliating us but they
blurred the faces of the men. In total, I got 20
pictures. I was not myself for a month.
"I went back to school, I had no one to talk to.
The rest of the semester was hell for me. My
CGPA dropped drastically. It was the worst out
of the worst result I ever had.
"Till today, my friends and I have not discussed
this with anyone, but all I could do when I heard
of Cynthia's story was to narrate my own
ordeal anonymously and spread the news, the
word, and pray they see it and changed their
ways.
"I am now born again. I have given my life to
Christ. I fear men so much that I cannot even
move close to them. I still have nightmares, but
with time, God will strengthen me and I will move
on. My advice to single ladies out there is, do
not be desperate for fun. Pray to God to open
your eyes of understanding, and pray hard. He
who kneels before God will stand before kings
and queens.
"To all married women, pray hard to God to
intervene in your marriages and turn your
husbands from bad habits to and bad friends.
As for me, I do not think I ever want to get
married or date a man again. That chapter has
been closed for good in my life.
Please, do not ignore my mail. Please post it.
There are a lot of things we ladies need to
learn including you. Please post it on your blog
and save a soul. It could be your friend, sister,
cousin, neighbour.
"God bless you as you pass it on. To all
readers, I do not care if you insult me or rain
abuses at me. My job is to share this
encounter with you and save you from any
mishap. God bless you all. Amen."

...........Got d broadcast on bbm just now, dnt knw if its true or not but dere are lessons to be learnt

@ poster i read tru ur story while d cold of tfc a.c and ur story made me shudder wit fear.leme start from here,u took a mad mad risk which is even worse than cynthias case and u stil came out alive.dis men in question earned ur trust.@ 1st how can u have fore play with a married stanger,i mean,what kind of cheapness and foolishness is dat,u had a nyt out wit men u met on bbm,look babes,leme tel u somtin,am also a hot blooded fun freak in my mid twenties but i av my limits,i cant even go out wit gals i met on bbm dat i dont know in reality much less go out wit married men who are strangers,as far as am concerned,dat isnt fun,dats a thoughtless risk.during my undergraduate yrs,i cluubed too,but i passed d nyt wit my girlfriends,we neva took drink from strange men or allowed strange men to pay our bills,knowing dat there are different kinds of animals in d club avin joysticks,some are rapists,drunkards,murderes etc so y will i do dat,i dont stay with men anywhere alone (whether or not i know dem) we are in an era of rapists so y will u exppose ur life to dose set of peole up to d extent of exchanging naked pictures to each other.i cant even exchange naked pics to my best friend or husband,talkless of a random stranger,ok,wot if he starts blackmailing u to give him money or he releases dose pics to d internet,even as an over nyt pseudo born again sister,wot will u do? All ur make belief new style will contradict dose pictures and people dat know ur new life style wil believe ure pretending,anyway enof of d judging,i hope people like jennykandry,debrief,mobo,sexkillz,efema etc dont see dis because dey will e-lash u so bad.now just pray dat God should forgive u of ur s,t,upidity

Na Wetin u Sabi ChOP won kill u............am just happy u didn't die in d process...osho free sweet but d End der of is BaD.