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my so and i, her sister and my bro-in-law jean (visiting from belgium and getting bored in msa) decided to check out a beach villa the girls had recently inherited in zanzibar and which we hadn’t been to since 1992: beautiful location right on a palm fringed beach, about 1. 5 hrs drive from the airport, no other wazungu nearby, very nicely equipped and furnished but no tv, the telephone was dead, and no internet; however, the propane-powered fridge was working just fine, the wine cellar was well stocked with pinotage (and even some of my fave ozzie shiraz), the fishermen in the village next door gave us first dibs on whatever they caught (dorado, tuna, kole kole, and every now and then crabs and lobster). in short: paradise on earth.
after 2 weeks of this jean and i had finished all the wine, read all the books we had brought with us, plus the ones we found in the house and were bored to death again. thanks god the girls came to our rescue and sent us to zanzibar town to buy some medical supplies for the dispensary they had set up in "our" village. having accomplished that and while driving around the area we chanced upon a gorgeous new resort hotel, the zanzibar kempinski. we decided to check it out and, after a guided tour of the facilities, sat down at the open air restaurant for lunch. lots of over-the-hill and indecently sunburnt tourists (mainly germans and italians, it seems – little wonder seeing the prices the kempinski charges.). casting around some furtive glances, we spotted 2 very attractive looking single ladies a few tables over. one of them seemed somewhat familiar but i wasn’t sure, bcs of the sunglasses and all.
after lunch, the 2 young ladies retreated to the adjacent bar overlooking the beach and we mosied over to take a better look. all of a sudden it hit me, but before i could ask her "aren’t you irina " she jumped up from her chair and hugged me. turns out, not only had i met irina before but soraya as well: the 2 of them were the unforgettable main talent at viking /cat69 which i had the pleasure of enjoying in either ’97 or ’98 (not sure they are still in biz; i heard their skipper ran away; anyhow they were the operator of the first luxury all inclusive sex holiday in the caribbean. you paid around $6k for 4 days of unlimited debauchery – the first night in a colonial style mansion on the beach (in st. maarten if i recall) + 3 nights on a 4-stateroom catamaran sailing from one little island to the next – with your choice of gorgeous supermodel-material girls from russia and/or brazil or venezuela. you could either stick with the same girl throughout or swap whenever you agreed to with another guest (and we all swapped a few times to and fro). this was the most satisfying. and exhausting – non stop sex i had ever had until then.
a few years later i met irina again at the (alas now closed) fkk atlantis near frankfurt and took her back to fra at the end of her shift for the entire next day and night – the absolute highlight of my extra-marital activities ever. .
turns out that irina and soraya are now (in their "twilight years", being around 33 or so, i guess) working in tokyo and had decided they needed a break in a place far away from it all (they both hate their work environment there). irina and i quickly established that we both had the urgent need to refresh our memories of each other. we therefore retired to her room, leaving jean and soraya at the bar. the fireworks were on as soon as the door was slammed shut. before i got anywhere close to cum for the first time she had had already 2 o’s (imagine a raging nympho who has had nothing going on for the last 7 days) – she virtually raped me doing bbbjcapistrano, bls, dato, mish, greek and atm – not that i complained. we hardly noticed when soraya let herself and jean into the room and started making noise on the other bed.
we recuperated from the rough sex by sitting out on the balcony for a smoke and a glass of wine with her sitting in my lap, swapping "remember when. " stories, both of us cuddled in the (very nice and original turkish) bathrobes provided by mr. kempinski for his spoilt guests.
when we re-entered the bedroom, soraya motioned us to join them on her bed but we both declined and instead went back to irina’s bed where we made real tender love, ever so nice and slow. we both were somewhat irritated by the 2 others banging away energetically on the next bed, but accomplished a state of blissful fusion of our minds and bodies nevertheless. .
the girls had to return to tokyo the next day (they both hate that place, but the money is better than anywhere else, they say). now that i have irina’s email addy, i will make sure that our next rendez-vous won’t take 5 years to materialize.
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[QUOTE=LustyHombre]My SO and I, her sister and my bro-in-law Jean (visiting from Belgium and getting bored in MSA) decided to check out a beach villa the girls had recently inherited in Zanzibar and which we hadn’t been to since 1992: ][/QUOTE]
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nice report - but for accuracys sake - should really be in the Tanzania thread!
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nice report - but for accuracys sake - should really be in the Tanzania thread!
G[/QUOTE]You're right, except my traditional appreciation for accuracy got misplaced (together with my suitcase) the last time I passed thru Zurich airport.
our favorite kenyan police station is located on mombasa's north coast opposite cheers bar in bamburi. what makes this police station so special is their ingeniousity in tourist scamming. of course, not all the officers are corrupt, untrained and unprofessional but the few good cops are not enough to give that particular station a good reputation. you might become a victim of these scavengers once you show your face outside the hotel. having some alcoholic beverages, hooking up with a prostitute or dealing with a beach boy will most likely increase your chances to make the acquaintance of an "officer" all you have to do is tell the ”right” person about your hotel, date of departure and of how much money you possess. it is very common that you will be visited in your hotel either on a friday afternoon or 2 days before your departure. reasons are obvious: booked on a friday will give the highly trained bamburi copper a chance to put you in jail for the entire weekend because courts are closed. even though you’ll not be fined but released the following monday, you had to spend a weekend in a stinking cell beyond human dignity. how much would you pay for “assistance” to avoid such dilemma??? booking you 2 days before your departure is the true virtue of the corrupt bamburi cop. having studied your every move over the past 7 days, the copper will use any means to arrest you for maximum extortion. he’s aware that you cannot miss your flight and that you would do everything not to. he is also aware that you may have spent all your money already but fortunately for him you are white. white people always have means of getting more money. just call your sister or a friend to help you out, it’s that simple. this advice is for free and even comes from the generous law abiding bamburi cop himself. your embassy will be too slow to assist you within 48 hours – forget about that! pay or stay thanks to the friendly and corrupt bamburi coproach! unfortunately the outdated colonial laws make it easy for any corrupt cop to extort huge amounts from their victims.
most common charges are:
possession of drugs or narcotics*-*even if you are not a drug user, the friendly bamburi cop or his assistant will gladly provide the evidence
sexual relationship with minors - our favorite; a 20 year old hooker with a fake or no id and a bamburi cop on standby. even better, a17 year old prostitute with 2 children and 1 deeply concerned bamburi officer as her boyfriend or even pimp. funny enough, you'll find these "minors" in all common bars between 12 and 5 am!!!
sexual harassment - same as above but less expensive
racism - can be anything as we all know...
not carrying an id - bamburi copper knows that your passport is with the hotel and will try to cash in by "not arresting you"
hooker without id - according to the average bamburi cop, it is you who is at fault if your female company does not carry her id. he will get his cut by threatening to arrest both of you until a proper id is produced.
sexual assault - the smart ones at bamburi police finally found out that dildo's are not only woman friendly but also "cop wallet enriching" the wrong hooker will call her right bamburi pimp shortly after having enjoyed the device together with you. usually 3 coppers will come to the poor lady's aid, steal your dildos and charge you.
possession of pornographic material - having fun with your gal, some nude shots with your digicam, possession of drawings of even nude breasts? you are in for a bamburi treat! the kenyan third world law defines almost any form of nudity as pornography.
in kenya, a corrupt cop can arrest you for nothing and without any evidence!!!
remember, once you arrive in kenya, you have also travelled a 100 years back in time. you arrive with enough money that could feed a corrupt bamburi coppers family and his hookers for at least a year – why should he spare you?
part 1
first off i have to mention that i frequently visit kenya since 1990 and made lot's of friends. i even volunteered in severl projects especially in lodwar to help local turkana's drilling boreholes, building sanitary facilities in schools and providing a computer lab donated by my fellow country men. usually i spend about half a year in kenya because of my local girlfriend. i often heard stories about bamburi police and considered most of them tales of unhappy offenders. in all the years in kenya i never had any conflict with police or the law until april this year.
my girlfriend took a flight to mombasa to purchase a new car. she called me the following day and told me that she got the car but would like me to come and drive back to nairobi together. i took the evening flight and arrived at 11pm in mombasa. she came with a friend to the airport from where we left to kahama hotel in bamburi. after some drinks at their restaurant we decided to visit florida nightclub. we met some nice people and had lot's of fun till about 5am when we decided to go home. on the way home we had to pass tembo disco and decided to have "one for the road". not many people there, just a bling bling kenyan with some asian friends and a girl sitting alone at one of the tables. we invited her over and bought her some drinks and food and again had a good time. we drunk ourselves high like kites till about 8am. only one incident turned out to be a bit ugly when the bling bling tried to hit on my girlfriend. he even had the audacity to come right to our place and we told him to go and fuck himself. the reason why i mention this, is because he might have been a cop or cop friend that had something to do with what followed that day.
we left together with the girl at 8am. i run out of money and even had to sign my bill and therefore couldn't give the girl some cash for a taxi. i also was to drunk to drive her all the way home and decided to take her to kahama. my girlfriend booked another room for her and we all went upstairs to finally find some sleep. all of us went first to our room and had a "nightcup" which actually rendered us unconcious. we all fell asleep in our bed and the girl didn't even make to her room. my girlfriend woke me at around 11am and told me that there were 3 people outside the door claiming to be bamburi cops demanding to enter the room. needless to say that we were still drunk and couldn't probably deal the right way with the situation. anyway, the "cops" kept on knocking and our guest woke also up and asked what was going on. we told her that the police is outside and want to search the room. we also told her to ignore them because i wanted to make some phone calls first to find out whether this was a hoax. now, whether the girl got really scared or she was another part of the scam is unclear to me. despite the fact that we told her to wait, she run to the door and invited these people in. they were 2 beach boy like looking males and 1 utterly cheap dressed female (one might think that even a kenyan cop has minimum wages to dress decent). we asked for the purpose of their visit and something like an search or arrest warrant. they could produce nothing but an police id that was expired 2007! once they were in the room they claimed to be tipped off that we are drug traffickers and want to perform a search. me and my girlfriend were still naked at that time and i told them that without id or warrant they can go to hell. i wanted to get my cell from the cupboard and one of the "officers" grabbed my hand and tried to push me back. still under influence of alcohol i took that little guy by his throat and pressed him against the wall. he then handed me my cell phone and i let go of him. some minutes later 5 more officers arrived but this time a bit more official with valid id's and some even in uniform.
now picture this:
the cops went straight for my trousers and my girlfriends handbag, to our surprise they claimed having found some baby powder and a sacchet with a white substance. satisfied with their findings they just had a look into our suitcases and the wardrobe before asking us to come to the bamburi police station to file a report. imagine, i could have had 2 kg of any drug under the bed or behind the curtains - they never even checked under the matress!!! also, if we would have been aware of any drugs in our possession we would have had ample time to dispose of it either by flushing it down the toilet or shoving it up of one of our asses (2 gramms of cocaine according to their statement). we had many containers containing perfumes, soaps and playing cards but these amateurs in corruption and framing didn't care open any of it! i ordered some breakfast earlier on and the room service came up with the order. the waitress took a full tray with cups, plates, ashtray and empty cigarette boxes with her on the way out - no copper checked for any drugs in there either... anyway, i was allowed to take a shower and finally my girlfriend got permission to dress up after some of the coppers finished drooling at her body. they then confirep001ed my trousers (and only my trousers!) and asked us to come to bamburi police station. i enquired whether we are arrested and they said no, we are to make a statement only. the coppers drove in their pickup and me and the girls used our car to go to the station.
once at the station we immediately had to surrender our cell phones to ensure that nobody can be informed to assist us. i was so pissed off and told them to not to forget to search the car as well. they looked a bit dumbfolded at first but then decided to follow my advice - hillarious!!! even then, just having a look in the glove compartment and under the seats satisfied these "experts in investigations". again, if i were a drug trafficker i would have used a spare tyre, first aid kit or even the ashtray to hide my valuable merchandise. these cops wouldn't find jack shitt unless you tell them exactly where to look for. we asked several times of what are the charges against us but never received an answer. i was not even allowed to use my cell to call a lawyer or even my embassy. we have been held without any accusations for about 12 hours at this stinking place called a police station when finally at 11 pm some officers from central police arrived and told us about the charges against us. these (good and professional) officers took our statements, fingerprints and even assisted with some mineral water and cigarettes. we hoped that all would be over soon but to our surprise we had to go back to cell. in the morning we were taken to court in the back of a pickup. also imagine of how one stinks, sleeping a night on the same concrete floor where others [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord140][CodeWord140][/url]. they don't even allow you to respect their own court house by permitting you a change of clothes or shower - imagine people, there is no water for inmates!!!
once in court you will be flocked with hundreds of other arrested people in the cells beneath the building. after some hours they take you to the chambers awaiting hearing. we were accused of two counts of offenses: possession of 2 grams of cocaine grade bla bla bla with a street value of 4000 kes and behold, resisting arrest!!!! what arrest? remeber, we volunteered and even gave a lift to one of the officers! after pleading not guilty "his honor" gave each a bond of 20000 kes with a surety of the same amount. this is now another dilemma: my passport was in nairobi and my girlfriends passport confirep001ed by the police. they all know that without id you'll never be able to go to a bank and withdraw funds for bail. i even had to surrender my passport to the court after it had been flown in from nairobi. no way in hell to get cash or surety without having friends. we had been taken back to the court jail awaiting bail or imprisonment.
end part 1
in part 2 i will give you all the details of how the bribing procedure took place and also some insight on shimo la tewa prison. mzungu being robbed of his personal effects by wardens in court is just another highlight of this anekdote...
part 2
we have been taken back to the "court catacombs" waiting to be bailed out or taken to shimo la tewa prison. no one is allowed to use his cell phone unless some cash (200 bob) is given to a warden. i was able to make some important calls before finally the battery died. to receive a visitor that might give any information another "donation" is required. i learned that we will have to be jailed the same day. you may keep all your possessions but the mobile phone which will be locked in a small trunk upon arrival at court. i had a nice lighter, a silver cigarette flip box and some cash (1200 kes). at around 6pm the wardens will collect all of it and handcuff everybody. you then will be herded to the prison bus and taken to shimo la tewa. upon arrival i received my cell phone but neither cash nor the other items. i've been told that these items are with another warden and to be handed over to shimo administration. i also had to go there and surrender my cell and my belt. after receiving a receipt for my mobile i wondered about the whereabouts of the rest of my stuff. i asked the (friendly) warden and he told me that he knows nothing about it. needles to say that once you enter this place the last thing to do is to [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord140][CodeWord140][/url] off a warden by starting an (fruitless) investigation. i have to admit though that all wardens at shimo (not the transporting ones from court) are friendly to europeans and assist whenever asked. they know of course that a mzungu has money and favors given will pay off. *same thing in the cell; the bosses there will provide you with cigarettes, weed, water and even food which they cook on their own at night. they all know that once you receive cash you will compensate them buy buying bread, milk and tea from the kiosk. the cell itself is about a 100 square meters with a non functional shower/toilet occupied by 50 inmates. the majority has to sleep on concrete floor that’s covered by blankets and close to each other like sardines. shall i mention the smell at 40 degrees c and the bedbugs all over? *i was allowed to receive a visitor after 2 days and got an update on my bail and some cash. my friend told me that my passport had arrived from nairobi and there are changes to get out before the weekend. after a 2 day bribe marathon and the help of a dubious lawyer at court my friend finally arrived on friday afternoon with the release order. after 5 days arrested with no clothes to change and only living on mineral water (i went on hunger strike and didn’t eat a thing) i was finally free! my girlfriend was released the day before and the other girl couldn’t find a surety and had to stay in.
a week later was the mentioning. having some friends at court seemed to be very valuable and shortly after mentioning "negotiations" begun. my girlfriend and me waited outside the court while our contact had talks with the clerk, prosecutor and magistrate. we offered 50k to finalize this issue not because of being guilty but to avoid month long court appearances and maybe another setup. after about 2 hours our contact came back with a demand of 120k which was an hour later increased to 150k because of 2 charges. we were utterly shocked when we came to know that after paying we also had to plead guilty! how stupid can one be to bribe for his own sentence? we decided to pay fuck all and let them go on with the procedure. on our way back to nairobi we received a call from our contact that the "court" agreed with 60k but still we had to plead guilty. but guilty for what? facts are, the 2 grams of cocaine turned out to be talcum powder but apparently traces of cocaine have been found on the sachet (analysis by kenya narcotics department). the same sachet was never searched for finger prints to prove any of us being the owner. our request of being tested for drug consumption have been ignored and we were put away for 6 days instead, probably to avoid that we would do it on our own. never a search or arrest warrant was issued nor a receipt given for items confirep001ed (which is kenyan law). even if they would have found real drugs, without search warrant the evidence is void and therefore no case. but we know that the law works in mysterious ways, especially in kenya and predated documents could be produced. we finally decided to spend money on a recommended lawyer that is confident that the case is to be dismissed.
i mentioned the other girl earlier in part 1 and of how strange she behaved. the reasons are now clear. we found out that it was her that called the cops and probably put the sachet in my trousers while i was asleep (that’s why she never used the room we booked for her). the lady cop is a close friend of hers and they used to do a similar scam on one of my friends. he told me that after she stayed at his hotel overnight she left in the morning whilst he was asleep. when he woke up he found a stick of weed in his drawer and wondered where it came from. he decided not to care about it and smoked it for breakfast. about half an hour later the girl came back with 2 cops claiming having not being paid for her (illegal) services. my friend told the cops to fuck off because he never received any services but spent over 2000 bob on food and drinks on her. then suddenly one of the cops went straight for his nightstand drawer and searched it. my friend instantly figured what was going on and told the cop that he was a bit late and he ate it all for breakfast. the extra bright cop even had the audacity to ask what he meant by "ate". the chocolate bar that was left by the lovely girl he replied. we were wondering the day we were at the police station of why that girl got special treatment. she was allowed to stroll around, make phone calls and even got drinks. remember, my girlfriend and i had to surrender our cell phones immediately! once locked up in cell at the police station she still had her mobile and made calls even in front of an officer – strange! * her real name is wanjiru but she goes by rebecca. it is now very clear to me that all they wanted was a quick buck on site but didn’t expect us to go to the police station. i also insulted these "fine cops" and believe they took it personally. the good side is that they had to jail the girl as well to keep their faces. i hope the magistrate is capable of a wise decision and keep that hooker away from other tourists by sentencing her for 60 years.
hearing is next week and i keep you all updated
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[quote=ndugu]part 2
we have been taken back to the "court catacombs" waiting to be bailed out or taken to shimo la tewa prison. no one is allowed to use his cell phone unless some cash (200 bob) is given to a warden. i was able to make some important calls before finally the battery died. to receive a visitor that might give any information another "donation" is required. i learned that we will have to be jailed the same day. you may keep all your possessions but the mobile phone which will be locked in a small trunk upon arrival at court. i had a nice lighter, a silver cigarette flip box and some cash (1200 kes). at around 6pm the wardens will collect all of it and handcuff everybody. you then will be herded to the prison bus and taken to shimo la tewa. upon arrival i received my cell phone but neither cash nor the other items. i've been told that these items are with another warden and to be handed over to shimo administration. i also had to go there and surrender my cell and my belt. after receiving a receipt for my mobile i wondered about the whereabouts of the rest of my stuff. i asked the (friendly) warden and he told me that he knows nothing about it. needles to say that once you enter this place the last thing to do is to [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord140][CodeWord140][/url] off a warden by starting an (fruitless) investigation. i have to admit though that all wardens at shimo (not the transporting ones from court) are friendly to europeans and assist whenever asked. they know of course that a mzungu has money and favors given will pay off. *same thing in the cell; the bosses there will provide you with cigarettes, weed, water and even food which they cook on their own at night. they all know that once you receive cash you will compensate them buy buying bread, milk and tea from the kiosk. the cell itself is about a 100 square meters with a non functional shower/toilet occupied by 50 inmates. the majority has to sleep on concrete floor that’s covered by blankets and close to each other like sardines. shall i mention the smell at 40 degrees c and the bedbugs all over? *i was allowed to receive a visitor after 2 days and got an update on my bail and some cash. my friend told me that my passport had arrived from nairobi and there are changes to get out before the weekend. after a 2 day bribe marathon and the help of a dubious lawyer at court my friend finally arrived on friday afternoon with the release order. after 5 days arrested with no clothes to change and only living on mineral water (i went on hunger strike and didn’t eat a thing) i was finally free! my girlfriend was released the day before and the other girl couldn’t find a surety and had to stay in.
a week later was the mentioning. having some friends at court seemed to be very valuable and shortly after mentioning "negotiations" begun. my girlfriend and me waited outside the court while our contact had talks with the clerk, prosecutor and magistrate. we offered 50k to finalize this issue not because of being guilty but to avoid month long court appearances and maybe another setup. after about 2 hours our contact came back with a demand of 120k which was an hour later increased to 150k because of 2 charges. we were utterly shocked when we came to know that after paying we also had to plead guilty! how stupid can one be to bribe for his own sentence? we decided to pay fuck all and let them go on with the procedure. on our way back to nairobi we received a call from our contact that the "court" agreed with 60k but still we had to plead guilty. but guilty for what? facts are, the 2 grams of cocaine turned out to be talcum powder but apparently traces of cocaine have been found on the sachet (analysis by kenya narcotics department). the same sachet was never searched for finger prints to prove any of us being the owner. our request of being tested for drug consumption have been ignored and we were put away for 6 days instead, probably to avoid that we would do it on our own. never a search or arrest warrant was issued nor a receipt given for items confirep001ed (which is kenyan law). even if they would have found real drugs, without search warrant the evidence is void and therefore no case. but we know that the law works in mysterious ways, especially in kenya and predated documents could be produced. we finally decided to spend money on a recommended lawyer that is confident that the case is to be dismissed.
i mentioned the other girl earlier in part 1 and of how strange she behaved. the reasons are now clear. we found out that it was her that called the cops and probably put the sachet in my trousers while i was asleep (that’s why she never used the room we booked for her). the lady cop is a close friend of hers and they used to do a similar scam on one of my friends. he told me that after she stayed at his hotel overnight she left in the morning whilst he was asleep. when he woke up he found a stick of weed in his drawer and wondered where it came from. he decided not to care about it and smoked it for breakfast. about half an hour later the girl came back with 2 cops claiming having not being paid for her (illegal) services. my friend told the cops to fuck off because he never received any services but spent over 2000 bob on food and drinks on her. then suddenly one of the cops went straight for his nightstand drawer and searched it. my friend instantly figured what was going on and told the cop that he was a bit late and he ate it all for breakfast. the extra bright cop even had the audacity to ask what he meant by "ate". the chocolate bar that was left by the lovely girl he replied. we were wondering the day we were at the police station of why that girl got special treatment. she was allowed to stroll around, make phone calls and even got drinks. remember, my girlfriend and i had to surrender our cell phones immediately! once locked up in cell at the police station she still had her mobile and made calls even in front of an officer – strange! * her real name is wanjiru but she goes by rebecca. it is now very clear to me that all they wanted was a quick buck on site but didn’t expect us to go to the police station. i also insulted these "fine cops" and believe they took it personally. the good side is that they had to jail the girl as well to keep their faces. i hope the magistrate is capable of a wise decision and keep that hooker away from other tourists by sentencing her for 60 years.
hearing is next week and i keep you all updated
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i feel for you ndugu,
i have not been in such an elaborate scam before. but one thing sticks out from your story to which i can relate.
this is the fact that you picked up the lady scammer very late at night or in the early morning hours.
in both the times i have ben scammed (got robbed of my fon and cash while i slept), i happenned to pick up the gal very late at night or early morning when i was as high as a kite.
in both cases, i was in a hurry to get laid and picked up the easiest catch. the reasons these gals are there that late is that nobody wants them for obvious reasons ie they got a bad reputation. at 3am or 4am in the morning, all the good gals are gone leaving the scum (scam?) of the earth in the club.
it was after those 2 events that i realised its best to pick a gal in a club where you have been early for it gives u a time to see her behaviour.
i hope all goes well in ur court hearing.
[QUOTE=Mukio]I feel for you Ndugu,
I have not been in such an elaborate scam before. But one thing sticks out from your story to which i can relate.
This is the fact that you picked up the lady scammer very late at night or in the early morning hours.
In both the times I have ben scammed (got robbed of my fon and cash while i slept), I happenned to pick up the gal very late at night or early morning when i was as high as a kite.
In both cases, I was in a hurry to get laid and picked up the easiest catch. The reasons these gals are there that late is that nobody wants them for obvious reasons ie they got a bad reputation. At 3am or 4am in the morning, all the good gals are gone leaving the scum (scam?) of the earth in the club.
It was after those 2 events that i realised its best to pick a gal in a club where you have been early for it gives u a time to see her behaviour.
I hope all goes well in ur court hearing.[/QUOTE]Thanks Mukio, I know you are right but I thought it could not happen to me. Me and my gal normally dont go with hookers (she's bi and we know lots of girls in Nairobi that are not pros) but as you said, the booze made us careless and we dont know Mombasa girls that well.
[QUOTE=Mukio]I feel for you Ndugu,
I have not been in such an elaborate scam before. But one thing sticks out from your story to which i can relate.
This is the fact that you picked up the lady scammer very late at night or in the early morning hours.
In both the times I have ben scammed (got robbed of my fon and cash while i slept), I happenned to pick up the gal very late at night or early morning when i was as high as a kite.
In both cases, I was in a hurry to get laid and picked up the easiest catch. The reasons these gals are there that late is that nobody wants them for obvious reasons ie they got a bad reputation. At 3am or 4am in the morning, all the good gals are gone leaving the scum (scam?) of the earth in the club.
It was after those 2 events that i realised its best to pick a gal in a club where you have been early for it gives u a time to see her behaviour.
I hope all goes well in ur court hearing.[/QUOTE]I totally agree with you, Mukio.
I recently got scammed, by picking a girl when I was high as a kite. Woke up to find my fone and cash gone. At least, she was thoughtful enough to leave 50 bob, presumably for my fare.
It was the first and only time it has ever happened to me, and I was thoroughly pissed. It was at a place called Checkpoint Inn, in Kongowea. My friends later told me it is fairly common there, as well as a few other places in Bombolulu area.
Hi,
I have been in Eldoret the past few weeks and am impressed with the town. A nice mix of agricultural community and collee town. Have been hanging out in a few bars and have met a few girls but I am interested to meet someone special and with little baggage. Have spent some time with a few girls and can share some numbers if you also have any.
it is very sad to read the nasty experiences of ndugu with corrupt officers at bamburi police station. the kibaki government is more responsive to these kind of cases if reported, compared to the period of "nyayo era". i suggest a formal complain to the police hqs and prison(which is under vice presidents office). it is shameful what they do and portray kenya in very bad light.
[quote=ndugu]part 2
we have been taken back to the "court catacombs" waiting to be bailed out or taken to shimo la tewa prison. no one is allowed to use his cell phone unless some cash (200 bob) is given to a warden. i was able to make some important calls before finally the battery died. to receive a visitor that might give any information another "donation" is required. i learned that we will have to be jailed the same day. you may keep all your possessions but the mobile phone which will be locked in a small trunk upon arrival at court. i had a nice lighter, a silver cigarette flip box and some cash (1200 kes). at around 6pm the wardens will collect all of it and handcuff everybody. you then will be herded to the prison bus and taken to shimo la tewa. upon arrival i received my cell phone but neither cash nor the other items. i've been told that these items are with another warden and to be handed over to shimo administration. i also had to go there and surrender my cell and my belt. after receiving a receipt for my mobile i wondered about the whereabouts of the rest of my stuff. i asked the (friendly) warden and he told me that he knows nothing about it. needles to say that once you enter this place the last thing to do is to [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord140][CodeWord140][/url] off a warden by starting an (fruitless) investigation. i have to admit though that all wardens at shimo (not the transporting ones from court) are friendly to europeans and assist whenever asked. they know of course that a mzungu has money and favors given will pay off. *same thing in the cell; the bosses there will provide you with cigarettes, weed, water and even food which they cook on their own at night. they all know that once you receive cash you will compensate them buy buying bread, milk and tea from the kiosk. the cell itself is about a 100 square meters with a non functional shower/toilet occupied by 50 inmates. the majority has to sleep on concrete floor that’s covered by blankets and close to each other like sardines. shall i mention the smell at 40 degrees c and the bedbugs all over? *i was allowed to receive a visitor after 2 days and got an update on my bail and some cash. my friend told me that my passport had arrived from nairobi and there are changes to get out before the weekend. after a 2 day bribe marathon and the help of a dubious lawyer at court my friend finally arrived on friday afternoon with the release order. after 5 days arrested with no clothes to change and only living on mineral water (i went on hunger strike and didn’t eat a thing) i was finally free! my girlfriend was released the day before and the other girl couldn’t find a surety and had to stay in.
a week later was the mentioning. having some friends at court seemed to be very valuable and shortly after mentioning "negotiations" begun. my girlfriend and me waited outside the court while our contact had talks with the clerk, prosecutor and magistrate. we offered 50k to finalize this issue not because of being guilty but to avoid month long court appearances and maybe another setup. after about 2 hours our contact came back with a demand of 120k which was an hour later increased to 150k because of 2 charges. we were utterly shocked when we came to know that after paying we also had to plead guilty! how stupid can one be to bribe for his own sentence? we decided to pay fuck all and let them go on with the procedure. on our way back to nairobi we received a call from our contact that the "court" agreed with 60k but still we had to plead guilty. but guilty for what? facts are, the 2 grams of cocaine turned out to be talcum powder but apparently traces of cocaine have been found on the sachet (analysis by kenya narcotics department). the same sachet was never searched for finger prints to prove any of us being the owner. our request of being tested for drug consumption have been ignored and we were put away for 6 days instead, probably to avoid that we would do it on our own. never a search or arrest warrant was issued nor a receipt given for items confirep001ed (which is kenyan law). even if they would have found real drugs, without search warrant the evidence is void and therefore no case. but we know that the law works in mysterious ways, especially in kenya and predated documents could be produced. we finally decided to spend money on a recommended lawyer that is confident that the case is to be dismissed.
i mentioned the other girl earlier in part 1 and of how strange she behaved. the reasons are now clear. we found out that it was her that called the cops and probably put the sachet in my trousers while i was asleep (that’s why she never used the room we booked for her). the lady cop is a close friend of hers and they used to do a similar scam on one of my friends. he told me that after she stayed at his hotel overnight she left in the morning whilst he was asleep. when he woke up he found a stick of weed in his drawer and wondered where it came from. he decided not to care about it and smoked it for breakfast. about half an hour later the girl came back with 2 cops claiming having not being paid for her (illegal) services. my friend told the cops to fuck off because he never received any services but spent over 2000 bob on food and drinks on her. then suddenly one of the cops went straight for his nightstand drawer and searched it. my friend instantly figured what was going on and told the cop that he was a bit late and he ate it all for breakfast. the extra bright cop even had the audacity to ask what he meant by "ate". the chocolate bar that was left by the lovely girl he replied. we were wondering the day we were at the police station of why that girl got special treatment. she was allowed to stroll around, make phone calls and even got drinks. remember, my girlfriend and i had to surrender our cell phones immediately! once locked up in cell at the police station she still had her mobile and made calls even in front of an officer – strange! * her real name is wanjiru but she goes by rebecca. it is now very clear to me that all they wanted was a quick buck on site but didn’t expect us to go to the police station. i also insulted these "fine cops" and believe they took it personally. the good side is that they had to jail the girl as well to keep their faces. i hope the magistrate is capable of a wise decision and keep that hooker away from other tourists by sentencing her for 60 years.
hearing is next week and i keep you all updated
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What a fucked up story. Police in kenya, cambodia etc are the biggest fucking thieves of all. Nothing as intense as the previous story but,
Sitting at a bar in malindi, the one next to the nightclub, not stars and garters the other one, cant remember the name, anyway, chick i had shagged before comes over, all nice, wants more, i go to the toilet, come back, barman tells me shes been arrested and the police have her over the road, dumbly (pissed), i go over, after hard bargaining he agrees to let her her go for 1000 shillings. I pay. SUCKER!
2 months ago, phnom penh, hooked up with a NICE chick, good shag but shes caneing ice big time. I partake, keep going for 24 hours, she gets some more cash out of me to get more, splits, i fall asleep, wake up to intense banging of the door, its her. Something doesnt feel right, i check around the room for evidence, discover a small baggie with about fifty smaller baggies inside, no gear, just baggies. i realisze, setup, tell her to fuck off without opening door. next thing some guy is banging on the door and my phone is ringing non stop. I look out the window and theres a 4 x 4 parked right outside the entrance of the hotel, and guys speaking in excited voices to the hotel guys. The banging on the door continues. goota go will continue later
[QUOTE=Mutua2000]Thief takes without your permission or knowledge. You gave the cash willingly to free a malaya. There are so many there is really no need for that.
Fair enough. But this was just an example. Ever taken a matatu in kenya? Fat fuckin layabout cops extorting the driver for some arbitary reason. I'm a muzungu. Dont take my word for it, ask a working class kenyan. If you dont dont know police are thieves, you got a lot to learn. Pedro
[QUOTE=Pedro Chilli]goota go will continue later[/QUOTE]
So i phone downstairs to reception, this is a dude i've tipped regularly, he's all, "no, theres no problem", lying arsehole! I check my room and flush all the straws, water bottles, silver paper etc, and some good hydroponic which wasnt cheap, get the uk embassys number on my cell,ready to call, and feel safe. Activity intensifies downstairs, all i can make out is "bARANG' and "mom", which was the skanks name. So even though i was dog tired, i stayed awake until morning, my phone is going regularly, from numbers i dont recognize, eventually i guess they got bored and fucked off. I was pulling the curtain back and observed the gradual lack of activity downstairs.
Believe, not, up to you. But be careful. These "police" arseholes are in cahoots with the skanks. BE CAREFUL IN CAMBODIA, and every other country where they hate us.
[QUOTE=Pedro Chilli] So even though i was dog tired, i stayed awake until morning, my phone is going regularly, from numbers i dont recognize, eventually i guess they got bored and fucked off. I was pulling the curtain back and observed the gradual lack of activity downstairs.
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Dang Pedro...that sounds hairy! How long were you in the room before you felt safe to go out? And were you in fact safe? Did you ever see the chick again?