Kadoma man (48) caught red-handed having sex with pig in labour after divorcing wife

48-YEAR-OLD Kadoma divorcee last week stunned the court after he admitted to quenching his sexual appetite on a female pig which was giving birth in a pig sty.

State counsel Reginald Chavora told the court that on February 22 this year, Roderick Dube of Tashinga village in Nesby Farm went to the nearby Sable Bush Park during the night and sexually abused Arnold Kanodeweta's sow which was in labour.

Kanodeweta later heard unusual sounds coming from the direction of the sty and went out to investigate. Kanodeweta caught Dube in the act and immediately rallied fellow villagers to assist in arresting him. However, Dube bolted off in the nude, but was arrested the following day and taken to the police.

During trial, Dube told the court he was a divorcee hence his involvement in the dastardly act.

Magistrate Farai Gwitima sentenced him to two months' imprisonment wholly suspended on condition he performs 70 hours of unpaid work at Martin Spur Primary School. The magistrate also ordered that Dube be medically examined to establish if he was mentally sound.

Drama at Chicken Inn as 2 women fight for over a married man

There was drama at a Chicken Inn outlet next to the Old Fantasyland along Speke Avenue when two women fought over a man. One of the women was left half naked and had her under garments confiscated by her rival suitor. The fight started when a karoi-based nurse was accused of snatching a patient's husband. The nurse Chiedza Phiri clashed with Tendai Masiyiwa of Avondale. Tendai accused Chiedza of sleeping with her husband Wesley Masiyiwa after masquerading as a family nurse. Narrating her story Tendai said Chiedza took advantage of being a family nurse and seduced Wesley. "Chiedza is a thorn in my flesh after she was introduced to me as a family when she was nursing my father–in-law. I later discovered that the two (Chiedza and Wesley) were seeing each other behind my back after I discovered romantic messages in his mobile phone. I was so hurt after discovering that they were having sex in my car and the two booked one room as husband and wife at a 5 day long workshop held from 21 October in Mutare last year. Chiedza seduced my husband. My child told me that Chiedza locked herself in one of my bedrooms with my husband disguising that she was treating him when in fact they were having sex," fumed Tendai. Chiedza acknowledged that she had a fight with Tendai but she refuted allegations that she was in an adulterous affair with Wesley. "I was attacked by Wesley's wife accusing me of cheating with her husband while I was enjoying my food. I am a nurse working under private doctors so I was introduced to their family before I attended to Wesley's brother and his father after he was circumcised. We were both fined for public fighting at the police station but claims of my panties being confiscated are fabricated," said Cheidza. Wesley denied cheating with Cheidza describing her as their family nurse and was surprised by Tendai's attack on her. "My wife over reacted without assessing the facts on the ground and to be honest I am not in love with Chiedza. Chiedza is our family nurse and she helped my brother and my father following his complications after he was circumcised at his old age," said Wesley. However, Tendai insisted that Chiedza was sleeping with her hubby.

Man caught with daughter inlaw in Sex trap goes horribly wrong in Melfort

A man lusting after his daughter-in-law almost got his wish after a poorly-orchestrated trap went horribly wrong at a resettlement scheme in Melfort. The man, Misheck Musa (40) pestered his daughter-in-law for sex for sometime. She told her husband who then hatched a plan to trap his father.

Age ain't nothing but a number

His step mother was also kept in the loop. The plan was for the daughter-in-law to give in to the sex request and lure Misheck into her bedroom. She would then signal to the others outside when he was undressed and ready for action.

But after the signal went out, a beeping sound, no-one came immediately as planned. When they finally burst into the room the daughter-in-law is said to have shouted “Mandiregerera.” (you let me down.)
Rumours swirled in the village that Misheck actually had sex with his daughter-in-law. But his wife said he was busted while still in his pants. Nothing happened.
“My father-in-law first approached me saying he is planning to marry me after divorcing Amai and I did not reply him. I left the house and visited our neighbour. I spent the whole day there because Amai had gone to a show while my husband was at work.
“After Amai came back I informed her first before taking the matter to my husband and we agreed to monitor his moves on me. He would utter words of admiring me whenever he met me alone in the field or fetching water by the well.
“After a trap, he was caught by my husband and mummy trying to force himself on me. He then apologised and promised to pay me a goat and a hen,” the woman said.
While the step mother-in-law confirmed the incident, she however, rubbished allegations circulating in the village that Misheck had actually bedded his daughter-in-law.
“At first I asked my husband and he denied before he later disclosed that he made several sexual advances on our daughter-in-law. It is not true that we caught him in the act. He was just in the room in his shorts.
“We held a family meeting and Misheck apologised and promised to pay Isabel. We are waiting for Misheck’s mother to give final decision. The villagers took the issue to the head and we were ordered to leave the village within 24 hours. I pleaded with the village head and some of the villagers took the case to Melfort police post,” she said.
Misheck blamed evil spirits that hound him. He refused to meet the village committee and has been in hiding ever since

Woman Bites Of Husband's Privates!

In an attempt to make her husband’s genitals useless during his amorous escapades, a woman from Kapsuser Trading Centre in Kericho County bit it off.
 According to a source at the trading centre, a few kilometers from Kericho town, the woman had a few days earlier been tipped off that her husband, a local tea picker, had a clandestine affair with another woman in the area.

After doing her investigations, she found the allegations to be true.  The woman is said to have been disturbed by the unfortunate finding that she decided the storm the concubine’s house to confront her for ‘stealing’ the father of her children.
Unfortunately, things didn’t go as she had expected.
“A fierce fist fight ensued and the woman was sent back to her house reeling in pain after she was overpowered by the concubine and given a beat down of her life,” the source said.
After losing the duel, the woman in question is said to have retired to her house to plot her next course of action. An opportunity presented itself a fortnight ago when her husband returned home drunk and slipped into bed and snored a way.
In the middle of the night, she allegedly slipped off her husband’s trouser and bit his privates leaving them hanging precariously.
 The man wailed uncontrollably but unfortunately, his woes were compounded by the fact that the very night, it was raining cats and dogs, hence his distress calls went unheard by the neighbours.
“In the morning, neighbours only woke up to see the man walking about labouriously and in pain. After enquiring what the matter was, the man painfully divulged what had befallen him at night,” the source said.
Local chief, Wilson Cheruiyot was alerted of the incident and he quickly organised for the man to be taken to Kericho District Hospital for treatment and possible re-attachment of his organ.
 Meanwhile, fellow villagers, quarrelled his wife for perpetrating such a heinous act upon her husband. They mocked her and frog-marched her to a local police station for possible prosecution.
The incident left locals wondering how sharp the woman’s teeth are, as many of them couldn’t fathom how she managed to bite the organ. The woman is currently in police custody waiting to be arraigned in court.
- By Nikko Tanui

Who said comedy does not pay.. well at least for those at the top of the game. From his days dropping rhymes at Churchill Live, to launching his own show (which has done much better than his brothers), Fred Omondi has surely made some good cash.
This is his ride. A Mazda RX-7, not sure of the year.
 

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Witchcraft In Kenyan Soccer Exposed

- By Nairobian Reporter
On December 11, 1994 destiny seemed to be staring at Kenya Breweries (now Tusker) with a smile. The Kenyan team had not only reached the finals of the African Cup Winners Cup (Mandela Cup), but had also secured a 2-2 draw away to Daring Club Motema Pembe of Zaire (now DRC). All the brewers needed in Nairobi was a goalless draw to follow in Gor Mahia’s 1987 continental glory — a rare feat for a Kenyan team.

To capture the mood of the nation, Sunday Standard had a special edition with the headline ‘Go brewers go!’ But destiny’s smile must have been a cynical one as the Nairobi team was humiliated 3-0 in front of disbelieving fans. The following day’s The Standard, just like the thousands of disappointed Nairobians that attended the match, had on its front page the headline ‘Bewitched! Motema cast a spell over Kenya as Zaire bring their Jujuman’ by way of explaining the loss.
The story read, in part: “A medicineman helped Zaire’s Daring Club Motema Pembe humiliate Kenya Breweries 3-0 to win the coveted Nelson Mandela Cup at the Nyayo National Stadium yesterday.
“Escorted by two lieutenants, the ‘jujuman’ went round the stadium pounding strange looking drums to the charging of Kenyan fans, who felt he was up to no good. Ironically the ‘jujuman’, whose face was painted with ash, escorted the referees to the changing rooms, a very unusual happening in international matches.”
The events of that day have continued to haunt Tusker to date. Onyonyi Kasuja, a former Gor Mahia treasurer and ardent football fan, says the ‘Motema magic’ was the climax of witchcraft in football.
“Whoever thinks this is not happening in the local game is actually not in touch with events in the game,” says Kasuja. “How do you explain the recent show by Tusker FC and AFC Leopards when they refused to use the allocated dressing rooms? The story was that each team believed that the dressing rooms were bewitched by the other.”

K’Ogalo-Ingwe clash
Witchcraft and superstition have been twin pillars of the local game, particularly when it involves veritable giants Gor Mahia (K’Ogalo) and AFC Leopards (Ingwe). The latest K’Ogalo-Ingwe clash scheduled for the May 11-12 weekend may not be any different. 
City derbies involving the pair are normally must-win games and the teams go to great lengths to ensure victory. If you thought ‘team doctor’ was a reference to a medic then you ain’t seen nothing yet. And the ‘research’ or ‘miscellaneous’ entry in some clubs’ budgets is usually thought to be set aside for the supernatural help.
Tales have been told of some officials consulting ‘team doctors’, who hire dead bodies from the mortuary, which are brought to the stadium to ‘cleanse’ the pitch on the night before a match.
Last year, for example, the corpse of baby was ferried to Nyayo Stadium on the morning of a heated derby, which ended in fracas after a Gor Mahia player was shown the red card.

Players are also often reportedly taken to witchdoctors for ‘treatment’ that may involve being cleansed and instructed on how to conduct themselves before or during games.
Superstition is normally at an all-time high before such derbies and sometimes a team that comes into the field first may refuse to use the same gate as the opponent for fear of being affected by charms.
There have also been instances of teams refusing to use the ‘away’ dressing room at half time.
A well-known coach of a team in the Kenya Premier League sponsored by a corporate is also said to often force his players to put on clothes that had been soaked in ‘treated’ urine the previous night.
One of Gor Mahia’s long-serving team officials while speaking to The Nairobian on grounds of anonymity says the team must always visit the Kanyamwa shrine where the late Gor Mahia was buried at the beginning of every season.
“During the visit, there are a number of events and rituals that are performed to the players for the sake of prosperity,” says the official.
The Gor official says in 1987 two club officials, a player and a renowned fan visited Isabella Muga aka ‘Bim Nyajuola’ (now deceased) from Asego Kanyada (Homa Bay) to help them earn the famous victory and continental glory at the expense of Tunisia’s Esperance.
“It is believed that Bim Nyajuola’s magic helped us win the cup after a number of sacrifices,” he says.

Tom Mboya statue
And in Gera village, Mbita constituency, there lives the feared Ogweno Kamnyama, a blind man, who supposedly has the power to foretell the match results. More importantly, our source claims, he can ‘fix’ matches by altering the ‘original’ results to the desired ones.
Pastor Gerishon Odare of the city’s Hosanna Gospel Assembly, who says he is related to Ogweno, says the medicine man sometimes travels to Ngara in Nairobi to help Gor’s cause.
Gor Mahia fans have lately formed a habit of singing all the way from the stadia to the Tom Mboya statue at the City Centre. One of the cheerleaders, Bonte Kochieng, says these are always moments of reflection.
“We owe it all to Mboya. The statue symbolises the Mboya spirit, so we pay pilgrimage. For a win, we go there to thank him. But whenever we lose, it’s a moment of meditation and reflection,” he says.
A long-serving K’Ogalo fan, Dan ‘Wuod Ruoth’ Oketch, recalls a church sermon that a few years ago claimed there were evil forces in football.

“How does one explain the act of 22 energetic and able men chasing the skin of an animal with thousands cheering them on?” the pastor reportedly asked.
What’s in a name?
Rev Pastor Gerishon believes every name has a purpose and significance. He, for example, says teams like Gor Mahia (named after a Luo medicine man) and Harambee Stars (derived from the name of Hindu gods), cannot prosper as they are held in bondage by the evil spirits they invoke.
The common distortion of Christian tunes to suit the praises of teams like Sofapaka, K’Ogalo and Ingwe will obviously not impress the pastor.
Even though it is difficult to prove the power and reach of witchcraft in local football, perceptions of its use linger.

Neighbours Confuse Mating Frogs For 'Loud Music'

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Police responding to a noise complaint in Baraboo, Wis found that the loud noises were actually the loud sounds of frogs mating.

It was the second time this month that a neighbour called police to complain about ‘loud music’ coming from Debbie and Jeff Alsip’s backyard, Baraboo’s News Republic reported.
“Every spring, this happens,” Debbi Alsip told the News Republic.
It has woken us up before, whenever we have windows open.”
Officer Mike Pichler told the News Republic that when he arrived, he found about a dozen frogs in the Alsip’s backyard koi pond mating and emitting their loud, shrill mating calls.

A Woman loses her Private Parts After Cheating

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-Internet Sources
A 29-year-old Bulawayo woman from Matshobana suburb got the shock of her life when she woke up in the morning and realised her private parts were missing, it is alleged.
Chipo Sibanda reportedly learnt the hard way in the early hours of April 29 when she visited the toilet but could not urinate upon discovering that her vagina had mysteriously sealed. The woman is said to have nearly collapsed when she noticed that her ‘most sweetness spot’ had mysteriously sealed.
However, a ZImbabwean online publication says it has learnt that Chipo was in the habit of sleeping with married men — a claim, which was confirmed by the alleged hubby-snatcher. It is reported that Chipo approached one of the women whose husband had allegedly ‘strayed’ to Chipo’s ‘honey jar’.
A source who stays in Bulawayo’s Matshobana suburb where there incident reportedly took place, said a woman popularly known as Mai Tawanda had previously warned Chipo to stay away from her husband. The source said after the spine-chilling incident, the ‘vaginaless’ woman approached Mai Tawanda and begged for forgiveness.

Husband-snatcher
“She didn’t have a choice in this case but to approach Mai Tawanda and apologise. No one remains calm upon realising that her sexual organ is missing. If she had not approached Mai Tawanda we could be talking about something else,” said a source close to Chipo.
It is reported that Mai Tawanda first thrashed Chipo but much to the surprise of everyone, the bashed woman did not cry. The alleged husband-snatcher was saved by Mai Tawanda’s sister who had been summoned to hear the confession.
Revealed
“She was set free three hours after the beating. She made a promise to Mai Tawanda that she would never see her husband or even come near him. That is when she was told to go to the toilet and check if her organ was back,” she said.
After several attempts to get hold of Chipo, our news crew eventually managed to hook up with the woman who openly revealed that she had learnt a big lesson.
“I am sorry to all women I have wronged. It wasn’t my intention to break their marriages. It (the disappearance of her organ) was so scary and the thought that I couldn’t piss was frightening. I could feel that my bladder was full but I couldn’t do anything,” she said.
Efforts to get a comment from the much dreaded Mai Tawanda proved futile.

Shocking Details of Nairobi's Thriving Porn Industry

A top Anti-Banking Fraud Unit officer and a senior city cop have been linked to the thriving pornography business in Nairobi.
Police sources say the man based at the Central Bank of Kenya is a major investor in the sex sector while the security chief uses his extensive connections to offer protection. The revelations come as Kenya remains gripped by reports of alleged bestiality, which has since been denied, in Mombasa involving 11 young women purportedly at the behest of Swiss national Christoph Clement Weissenerider. In court, the women have been charged with prostitution while the foreigner is accused of luring them into it. The Twitter hash tag #PornDeDog, has been trending as Kenyans on social media express their wonder and wit.
Coast police have also alleged that the Swiss and a woman accomplice on the run have been running a similar dirty business in Nairobi, mostly to serve fee-paying foreign customers.

American pastor

The last time such an incident created so much public debate was in 2009 when Nairobi-based American pastor, Thomas Kevin Manton of Dominion International church, was accused of recording sexual encounters, purported to involve him and local girls, on DVD for commercial use. The man of God was however acquitted by chief magistrate Uniter Kidula a year later for lack of evidence. The American had pleaded his innocence, saying his accusers wanted to grab his wealth and bring down his ministry.
But as the current debate continues, our investigations indicate that a spacious cybercafe at a building near the junction of Tom Mboya and Ronald Ngala streets is a major hub for recruiting actors in pornographic videos. The facility is also used to edit and duplicate the dirty discs for mass distribution locally and internationally. Financiers, producers, marketers and actors usually meet there, but the shooting of the videos is done in multiple locations in the city centre and residential estates, mostly in the leafy surburbs. 
The area of the CBD generally referred to as ‘River Road’ also hosts many smaller outlets for producing the videos. Indeed, it is no longer news that porn movies — many of them of poor quality — perhaps in the spirit of ‘devolution’, have for the last few years been produced in various local languages.
But there are others in the high-end market, who supply well-to-do local and international customers. A porn movie producer, who talked to us on condition of anonymity, said the CBK investigator recently paid Sh150,000 down payment for a new camera as demand has been rising. He reveals that in the last four months he has given the top cop Sh140,000 protection money, but he never regrets it.
“One thing I am sure of is that I can never be raided by the cops. As long as he is around, I am safe. The top cop never comes here, but we meet at a club in Westlands,” says the producer.
He says those involved in the business need protection — which cascades to the vendors.
“No vendor will want to sell your wares if they are arrested,” he says.
The producer, in his late 20s, is well groomed and drinks the finest whiskeys. He drives a modest Toyota Alex and intends to import a Mark II before the year ends. His closest friends do not know what he does for a living. They think he is in the ICT business.

“I am an IT graduate. I started shooting porn for fun in campus, and in 2010 I uploaded some videos online just out of mischief. That got me thinking, why can’t I sell porn? It’s a job like any other job, and when the money comes, the petrol station attendant will still fuel my car irrespective of how I made my money,” he said.

Homosexual movies

The producer said apart from same-sex scenes, there is a high demand for homosexual movies, which sell at double the price (usually Sh1,000). He is, however, not aware of child pornography, which he said is highly secretive.
So lucrative is the illegal porn film industry that the producer said this year he has had to shift from the ‘jua kali production’ and invest in state-of-the-art equipment. He said the local industry has also attracted international talent with a German producer, based at Karen C, said to be the most prolific.
Our source broke down the cost of shooting a porn video. Crews that do not have cameras hire them at Sh7,000 per day and one has to buy tapes at Sh2,000 each. Lights are on average charged at Sh8,000 per day. The male actors are paid between Sh7,000 and Sh10,000 per scene, while the female actors are paid at least Sh5,000. Our source said the male actors are more difficult to find.
The producer we talked to said he makes 80 per cent of his sales online. He also has two websites and one blog where interested buyers send him money through mobile money transfer services. Delivery of the physical DVDs is done by a motorcycle rider while customers upcountry are sent their packages of pleasure through courier.
“I charge Sh500 for normal porn movies, but to have it delivered, you have to send an additional Sh200,” he said.
Porn producers know each other and they usually avoid encroaching on each other’s territory.
“I know about seven other people who do what we do, and we are all competing for the same market. Presently, I have two other producers who use my channels to sell their movies. They are mainly involved in the production and they don’t want to get their hands dirty by engaging in marketing,” he said, but claimed that over the years international porn film producers, mostly on tourist visas, have been making one-off visits to shoot for a few weeks.
On average, he makes up to Sh100,000, after production costs from sales of the movies. In fact, the producer said like a musician who earns royalty, his old movies continue to sustain his profits for years.
Our contacts also led us to some of the porn stars. One of them, nicknamed Karua, who operates in the city centre, has acted in two porn videos. Her housemate, a stripper, has also acted many blue movies.
“I was paid Sh10,000 to act with two men,” she said, adding that she will not mind doing it again, but at a higher rate.
Karua said her stripper housemate was recruited by a white customer for a group sex movie at $200 (Sh16,600)

Weird sex acts

“When she came home with the money, the next time she was to go back to the mzungu, I asked if I could come and that was my first movie. Unfortunately, the mzungu was on a short visit and he went back to Europe. I don’t know if he ever sold our videos,” she said.
However, another prostitute in Westlands, who has acted in two porn movies, said some of their white customers have weird demands and usually ask to film sex acts. One of them was a few years ago known to hire prostitutes for his dog at a generous amount — as long as he filmed. Other than prostitutes, university students are also said to be some of the most willing actors of porn films.
As the ongoing case in Mombasa may reveal, Kenya’s connection to the international porn market, be it online or the sale of DVDs offline, appears to be growing.
In August 2011, US authorities indicated that Kenyans were among those involved in an international child pornography syndicate that thrived on the sharing of images over an exclusive members-only internet facility, Dreamboard.
US authorities then described the year long Operation Dalego as one of their biggest moves against child pornography, but the encryption of the site made it impossible to identify all those involved. It is said members shared images of adults sexually abusing children — some of them children.
Nairobi police never opened their own investigations on the syndicate even though the then city police boss Anthony Kibuchi said in August 2011 alone they had arrested at least 10 people over involvement in pornography.
Meanwhile, the sale of Kenyan porn movies appears to have grown from the hawker hiding the discs under less sleazy flicks and showing them to customers selectively, to openly selling them abroad.
Don Ochieng, a Kenyan living in Stuttgart, Germany, said one can rent porn movies supposedly shot in Kenya from adult stores — which are legal in the country.
“Unlike other international blue movies, the camera work is poor and the lighting is bad, but I think people just want to watch what they call ‘native porn’,” he said, adding that producers giving directions to the actors can often be heard speaking in Kiswahili in the background.
Involvement in pornography or the handling of pornographic material is illegal in Kenya. But like prostitution, it continues to thrive.

City porn hotspots

However, in the wake of the Mombasa incident, whose connection to the capital have been established, city police have mapped out areas where pornographic activities take place. Our sources indicated that parts of the city centre, Westlands and Hurlingham, host the main spots. So serious is the situation that it came up at a recent security meeting convened by Governor Evans Kidero. 
Police say they had information that prominent people frequented brothels where young girls are being exposed to sex, while others are involved in producing pornographic material for commercial use.

“We are organising with the City Inspectorate to raid those brothels. It is something we discussed last week with the Governor, who was concerned,” said Nairobi police chief Benson Kibue.
Police believe some of the residential homes in high-end suburbs have been turned into brothels where unrestrained partying and pornography take place. An officer claimed they are unable to raid such homes for fear of being accused of trespass.
“You need to be armed with a search warrant, which is a tedious process. Unless residents protest, we have no business trying to interfere because you never know who is inside there,” he added.

Shocking!! Pastor Caught Cheating Paraded Nude In Church

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A few years ago, the lakeside city of Kisumu hit newspaper headlines when a prominent pastor was caught ‘licking someone else’s honey’ and both were frog marched to authorities butt naked before a multitude of curious on-lookers.
Well, it seems that never served as a lesson to other people in the habit of sticking their hands in others’ honey jars.

Last Monday, in one village in Kisumu rural, a woman caught her pastor husband red handed in bed with a choir leader. It was revealed that all along, the young woman, in her early 20s, had a long running affair with her pastor before their proverbial 40th day finally came to pass.
On the fateful day, the pastor’s wife was scheduled to travel to her maternal home and was to be dropped by the pastor at the bus stop. But the pastor, who was to drop her, lied that he was time barred for an important pastor’s conference and, therefore, urged her to hurry up.
Unfortunately, in her haste, she forgot behind a kanga that she had bought her aging mother as a gift. Just before she boarded the bus, it hit her that she had forgotten her mother’s gift — the kanga. She, therefore, decided to make a U-turn and hopped on a boda boda back to the house to collect it.
However, when she reached home, she was taken aback because her door seemed unlocked from outside and it got her panicking, fearing crooks had broken in. Shocked and terrified, she requested the boda boda rider to stay around to protect her as she checked what was amiss, just in case it was a case of robbery.
She knocked on the door countless times with no response. Of course, the pastor had realised that it was his wife knocking, and had refused to open. She asked the boda boda man to assist her break the door.
She could not believe her eyes when, upon breaking the door, she found a woman she had always thought to be a very faithful choir member of their church in her house.
Consumed with rage, she attacked the woman and tore her clothes before she slipped from her grip and fled  off, half naked. By then, a curious crowd had already gathered to witness the drama. After a short while, the heavily built woman came out breathing fire and pulling the pastor.
Outside, the pastor found himself helpless against his wife’s rage. She vowed to teach him a lesson and reveal his rotten behaviour to the cheering crowd.
After giving him a thorough beating, the woman started dragging the husband, amid cheers from the curious onlookers and boda boda operators, towards his church. She tore his shirt and forcefully pulled down his trousers and exposed his nudity as she dragged him away.

Drama in Nakuru as Models Are Mistaken For Porn Stars

Business in Nakuru town was disrupted temporarily after the public mistook a modeling event for pornography filming. An angry mob stormed the building where the models were parading bikini garments to flush them out thinking they were engaging in vices.

Security guards at the building raised alarm when they discovered clothes belonging to female scattered on the floor of one of the rooms and the models in bikinis sashaying around the room.
A commotion ensued attracting a huge a crowd outside Prime Plaza along Mburu Gichua Road but quick action by police on patrol resolved a situation that would have otherwise gotten out of hand. A representative of Mayscarse East Africa David Mwangi explained the models had been hired for a local magazine.
“There was a misunderstanding but that has been sorted out. May be residents are not used to such events,” said Mwangi.

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Nduku Musau: The untold story of my dream life with Mutula Kilonzo

Nairobi, Kenya: Nduku Musau and a workmate took notice of the smartly dressed lawyer, always in a blue or black suit with an office in Atlas House on Moi Avenue, across the road from what used to be the US embassy.


He had a peculiar habit of skipping lunch by spending the one-hour break in his car, a cream Volvo registration KRT 934. He would recline the driver’s seat and take a lunch nap before heading back to his law office.

And she noticed him because he had an office also on the second floor. His name was Mutula Kilonzo, a slim, light skinned, handsome upcoming lawyer who had set up shop there after moving from a tiny office next to Jeevanjee Gardens.



It was a sign that his practice was beginning to flourish. She was then a pretty, innocent 22-year-old working as a secretary at Nelson Publishing Company, an educational publishing firm also located on the second floor.

Nduku was a former student of Makueni Girls and later Kianda School, where her favourite subject was English and her sport netball.

She found the habit of sleeping in the car rather peculiar. She didn’t think much more about it. But she could not avoid bumping into Mutula in the lift every so often.

It was on one of those encounters, when they were the only passengers on the elevator that he said something to her that rubbed her the wrong way. It was a comment he made about her attractive figure, the kind of comment a man does not make to a woman he has just met and is trying to get her attention.

She ignored the comment and could barely wait for the elevator bell to ring on the second floor. As soon as the elevator door was open she bolted out and into her office leaving him stupefied.  It was one cold afternoon in June of 1981.

Occasional visits

 “I was really upset. I mean, really! I went straight to my boss then, and asked him: who the hell is that?”

She had noticed that Mutula and her boss had been interacting, including occasional visits to their
He replied: “He is a lawyer. His name is Mutula Kilonzo.”

Nduku was firm; she read him the riot act. “I don’t like him. I don’t know him and I don’t like the way he talked to me. I want you to talk to him.”

He did and Mutula stayed away for a few days. But the man was stubbornly tenacious. The following week he could not contain himself anymore. The polished legal eagle used to winning court battles was finding the going tough. But he was not going to give in too quickly.

He returned to the battlefield more emboldened. ”He walked into our office, I was at the reception, he sat on the visitor’s seat facing me and declared: Unless you have lunch with me I am not leaving this office.”

Nduku shot back. “I don’t go out with married men.”

She had noticed in the course of those unwanted interactions that Mutula had a ring, not on the traditional finger on the left hand but more of a fashion ring on his right hand. She assumed he must have been married. Mutula was up on his feet.

“Tomorrow I will bring you evidence to prove I am not married,” he responded.  He left the office.

The following day, true to his word, he showed up with paper work confirming he had filed for divorce. The case had indeed been heard and only an absolute divorce decree was awaited.

“So you see, you have to go out with me. I have everything going for me, I am a tough lawyer, I am successful and I know you will not refuse me,” he declared pompously.

Nduku studied his abrasiveness and bravado. He was so confident.

But there was one problem. She was engaged.

Says Nduku: “I told Mutula we could only be friends.”
Nduku had been in a long distance relationship with a man who worked in the hotel industry in Mombasa. It had its challenges and she was not completely committed. Although she had accepted his engagement ring, she was still tottering on the fence about the relationship.

The man’s parents had already visited her folks but Nduku had advised her parents not to accept their traditional gifts, not just yet. Mutula responded by telling her: “Ah, that ring. You are going to be sending it back tomorrow.”

Nduku took a few days to think about the proposal. She put the ring in an envelope and mailed it to the gentleman in Mombasa with a note explaining that she needed to rethink his proposal. He was heartbroken.

So she agreed finally after playing hard to get to go out on a lunch date with Mutula.

The setting was Railway Club, a walking distance from their office building. Then, the restaurant was a flashy joint with a pricy menu and excellent food and a reputation for outstanding soup.

Across ridges

They both had soup, Mutula ordered fish, she had chicken. It was here that she stunned Mutula by revealing she was the daughter of Musau Mwania, a revered and affluent man from Ukambani whose fame travelled across the ridges.

“You can’t be serious, you are the daughter of Musau Mwania?”

“Yes I am.”

“He is client number three.”

Apparently Mutula and Mwania knew each other. He was representing him. It’s a small world. It was at this lunch that Nduku got to know a little more about the man who had upset her in the elevator a few weeks earlier. He had graduated from University of Dar es Salaam, set up his practice and had an office in Machakos as well. He told her about his family.

And they talked about his divorce. Mutula never felt intimidated that he was dating the daughter of one of the richest men in Ukambani. He took it almost in stride, exuding plenty of confidence. He was also awestruck by her.
Mwania had a house off Kabarnet Gardens, just opposite then President Moi’s private residence. Nduku occupied the house and every Wednesday, Mwania would visit Nduku on his business trips that brought him to Nairobi at least once a week.

The dates

Once Mutula figured out that arrangement, he shifted gears. He would drive every Wednesday evening in his cream Volvo into Kabarnet Gardens road into Nduku’s house where he would find Mwania. Most times, the old man was surprised that his lawyer was visiting his daughter, but didn’t think much of it.

The visits were casual and social, it was Mutula’s way of winning his favour and getting the old man to accept him. But Mwania found the visits too coincidental that he finally cornered Nduku. What was going on?

“I am dating him.” She replied.

The old man was quiet, his mind racing.

“Isn’t he married?”

“He is divorced, “she responded.

Silence. He studied her eyes, he could tell she was considering a relationship with him. In his elderly, fatherly voice he told her: “You need to find out why he is divorced before you commit.” It had bothered her why he was divorced. But once she read the court divorce papers, Nduku was convinced to take the relationship to the next level. She and Mutula grew close, but she grew even closer to one member of his family that became the glue to their blossoming courtship — Mutula’s mother.

Rhoda Koki spent her time in their farm in Mbooni, which they both visited, but she adored Nduku and encouraged her. Her son Mutula had already proposed and Nduku had told him to give her three months to think about it.

Nduku’s mother, the late Lydia Kavivi Musau, had passed on when she was 12. She had thirsted for a mother figure to cover the void and she found it in Koki who showered her with affection.

It was Koki, Mutula’s mother who somehow won her over. One afternoon during their visit, they sat in the kitchen chatting with Mutula out of earshot.
Says Nduku: “I asked her to assure me that if I married Mutula she would accept me as her daughter.”

She responded: “Go and tell your man yes (to his proposal) because I have already accepted you.”


Mwania valued his daughter, he had a conversation with Mutula and told him he loved his daughter very much. He was a rich man and there was not much Mutula could offer him in exchange for her hand in marriage that he did not have. He just wanted him to care take of her.

He promised. So with Mutula’s request granted, he brought the traditional three goats in Akamba traditions referred to as antheo. On August 7th 1982 they were married in a traditional wedding ceremony. She was now Nduku Mutula.

Recalls Nduku: “There was something special about the number seven for him. He was born in July and we got married on the seventh day of August.” Before the wedding, Mutula had a conversation with her. “He told me now that you are going to be my wife, nobody else can be your boss. You are mine and mine alone”.

So Nduku quit her job at Nelson Publishing and agreed to be a housewife. Nduku says that all through their years, Mutula never held back his affection for her. As a housewife she threw herself into interior design and bead making which she has had a passion for.

Mutula supported her pursuits, but he had also promised her something else. Within their first five years of marriage he would buy her a house. They were currently residing in Ngei Estate phase 2, but he wanted to take her to the leafy suburbs of Nairobi.

In 1985 he took her on a drive to see a housing project being undertaken by his client, House of Manji, in old Runda. Nduku loved the house and at a cost of Sh1.5m he bought it.  And predictably on the seventh month, July, in 1986 they moved to their new home.

Grazing land

Mutula had a rose garden designed in the compound so that the flowers spelt her name.  And every so often he would pluck a rose stem and give it to her as a sign of his affection. He was very romantic.

He signed his valentine cards kitutu (starch), a nickname that stuck because Mutula was fat when he was born.

He gave her another promise; in five years he would build her a bigger house, which he did in the present day Gigiri, the house they currently reside. The house was carved out of a grazing land and purchased in 1989. Their new house was completed in 1992 and they moved in.
“Our life together was amazing. We had lunch together every Wednesday. He loved Chinese or Japanese. He loved dancing and a night out clubbing on Friday or Saturday was common in the early years of our marriage. He was a health fanatic and enjoyed working out,” she recalls.

He had been a smoker and used to drink. Nduku recalls his passion for alcohol that even led him to carry muratina back to his University of Dar es salaam room during his studies there. “One day (during his first marriage) he woke up and declared: I will not drink or smoke anymore”.


He stopped and never returned to either habit.

Like every marriage, it had its high and its rocky moments. During those difficult times when there were lows, Mutula would be silent and not talk when he was upset about something. “I used to call those moments nil by mouth. After a few days when he recovered from what had upset him, he would tell me: Woman, do you know that I love you very much?”

Then they would pick up from where they left off.

Besides, the man had a penchant for surprises. Nduku’s birthday falls on June 24. In May 2011, just two weeks shy of her birthday she was called by the house security to alert her that she had visitors from CMC, the motor dealership. She asked for the visitors to be ushered into the compound.

After an exchange of pleasantries, they asked her outside the house. They had something to show her. She stepped into the Gigiri sunshine and behold her eyes were drawn to a brand new dark VW Toureg SUV sitting proudly in the parking lot.

Her eyes glazed over the car in astonishment. It was her birthday present from Mutula valued at Sh8 million. She was overwhelmed. The vehicle’s last four digits are 748K, to denote July 1948, which happens to be Mutula’s birthday, and K for Kilonzo. One other vehicle in his stable shares the same last four digits.

Mutula also had a taste for jewelry, recalls Nduku: “Every piece of jewelry that I wear, he bought. He had taste and selected them himself.”

Woman discovers client is her co-wife

Residents of Shinyalu, Kakamega County, were recently entertained to a circus when a salonist discovered that her favourite client was dating her hubby on Facebook.

The famous salonist discovered her husband’s little secret when making the client’s hair. Out to kill boredom, the client whiled away time as her hair was being done by chatting with her lover on Facebook.

romantic

Oblivious of what she could later get herself into, she innocently showed off to the salonist some of the creatively written romantic messages they were sending back and forth to each other.

The client also bragged about their night outs and a recent outing across the borders. This was in reference to some good time the lovebirds recently had in Uganda.

That revelation immediately reminded the salonist an occasion on which her husband lied to her that he was making an official trip to Uganda and would be away from home for a while.

Like a woman in labour pain, the salonist let out a loud scream. Shocked by the salonist’s strange action, the client dropped her phone. It is then that the nervous salonist picked her client’s phone to confirm if indeed it was her husband her client had been chatting with.

To her amazement, she confirmed the man her client was chatting with, was indeed her husband.

hairdo

“Have I been making you look beautiful so that you can go out with my hubby?” the angry woman asked her friend who pretended not to understand what was happening.

The salonist decided to teach the woman a lesson by messing up her hairdo and cut off her hair. The client could not take it anymore of course and retaliated.
They went after each other in a fierce scuffle that, within minutes, attracted a huge crowd.   After a series of blows and tearing each other’s clothes, the client confessed that she was the man’s sidekick and that the man had promised to marry her.

The salonist swore to teach her husband a lesson and advised his lover to be ready for trouble as well. The crowd that had gathered to witness the scandal made it worse by egging on the salonist to take stern action against her unfaithful client.

Some advised the salonist to report the issue to the police while others thought it could be wise for her to visit a witchdoctor.

In the confusion, her embattled client took a ‘walk of shame’ and disappeared from the scene.

Drama as husband catches cheating wife, boyfriend escapes from window

In a stunning example of a soap opera come to life, a video has surfaced from Brazil that depicts the hilarious struggle of a man attempting to escape a cheating woman’s bedroom after her husband has come home.

As the drama begins, a husband and wife are seen arguing on the third-floor patio of an urban apartment building.

‘Who shirt is this,’ demands the husband in Portuguese.

The wife angrily flings the shirt into a whooping crowd that has gathered below.

Their fight is juicy enough as is, but just off to the side a man appears in the couple's window.

Shirtless and angry, the man may be an adulterer but he's awfully quick-thinking.

He tosses out the window an escape rope he's managed to fashion from knotted t-shirts and bravely begins to climb down.

On a window sill below, he stops. The cackling crowd mocks both him and the woman’s husband.

‘Cornudo,’ the growing audience yells at the husband, a Portuguese word for a man being cheated on.

As if a Hollywood celebrity had just fallen from the sky, the passersby hoot and ogle and snap photos.

They chant ‘JUMP!’ as emergency workers arrive to assist the struggling man. And he does just that.

A soft mat is placed below the shirtless man and the crowd cheers as leaps and bounces down to the street.
Barefoot and scowling, the shirtless man gives the woman and her husband a good shake of the fist, then shakes it at the crowd for good measure and marches out of view.