Why did Jesus eat with the sinners? I guess it is the same reason I hang out with those that no one ever pays attention to unless if they need their money or services. I find them good company and they have extra Extra(Emphasis on that) ordinary stories. These are the kinda of women who will tell you stories of their numerous encounters with police and immigration officers and in the end, they were released. The fear of being in confined places has long gone out of the window. They have taken their business to the international level. They no longer trade in local currency. That was when they were still naive and were not able to understand their market value.
I might sound like I uphold their trade in high esteem, which I do. I applaud these women because they are abiding citizens of the society, taxpayers and bring in foreign exchange. Isn’t that what the government is looking for? Nationals who contribute to the economy and sustain households. I admire their resilience when it comes to the challenges they face. I say go, girls because they have managed to empower themselves through their activities. Many scorn them for obvious reasons but who has given them the audience to know who they are and their great secrets? Stones are being thrown like the rest of us do not sin in the light. They hold secrets of world leaders. If you are in bed with national leaders, you become a national treasure. You understand national security or how to get through the back doors. By the way, how does one get into the president’s bed? I need to research and write that book before someone else steals my idea. I would love that as my next title.
I have listened to stories of being smuggled into hard to penetrate countries using private planes, construction cars, containers, going below and above wire meshes. A movie scene would be magnificent. I am already on the storyboard; No suitcase, no passport, just the clothes on her body moving like a snake across border lines while watching out for the border police.
How about a story of their time in jail? Waiting, imagining the hours left to go to court or when will they see their families again. I wonder about their scarred bodies if they die out in the desert or killed at border points, where do their bodies end up? Most of them have no identification and only wait to make a name for themselves in whatever country they land in.
They don’t carry the horror stories in their eyes. Their past is in their heart that is why it is tightly shut. Keys thrown away. They have perfected the art of secrecy, posture, marketing, serenity when it is required and have an honorary degree in public relations. I am always blown away by people who can do things I can never do or try. They live by a code that allows them to manipulate and penetrate all regions. I never get in trouble for hanging out with them because it is once in a while. I use that time to ask all the questions…yeah all the questions that other people would love to ask. It is a service that I have taken on to ensure that those nosy individuals in society understand how, why, where, when and what the trade is. It is the oldest trade in the world, the rest of the information keeps my mind wondering if the mentioned friends understand how rare they are.
Whenever I chance upon ‘my friends’, I let someone in my family know what I am doing. Most times they don’t care. They just send a text, Be careful yet I want to tell them the juicy bits before my memory chooses to destroy some of that data.
These are the masters of all trades because they deal with different men from all walks of life. I had the pleasure of attending women studies sessions at the university, which opened up my eyes and heart to aspects of the female world. Our lecturer asked a question one time, a question that helped me to be more curious and observant.
“Where do you think all the men go when their women deny them sex.”
Our answer was; “Other women in society.”
“BE specific,” she said. “Which Women? The sex workers, the transgenders and other minorities.”
Some communities have acknowledged and embraced this for what it is while others push the most amazing stories of these women under the society’s rugs. But you can not hide something that is already breathing and surviving in the broad-day light.
They have been used as spies, contractors, mercenaries and part of tourist attractions. They have survived pimps, cracks, beasts and evil beings. The only thing left for them is; to survive, develop and keep all the secrets of their past intact. If I am privy to some information, I might as well enjoy it.