Adventures Of Oko Ashawo The Uber Driver - 5

Oko asawo has come again oooooh.....

It was 1am already and I didn't realize I'd slept off while waiting for requests from clients until I heard a gentle knock on the door of my car, which jolted me from sleep. It was a lady who needed shelter from the rain as it drizzled lightly. I asked her to come in and she sat in front with me.

We exchanged pleasantries and she told me her name is Gloria. She also said she knows that I am a cab man because she saw me park there regularly at the club. She then told me she will leave to continue with her hustle as soon as the rain subsides. I told her it’s okay and she reclined the seat to relax properly. We got talking about life in general, moving on from one topic to another. She sounded quite intelligent and was a good conversationalist too. We didn't even
realize when we had spent over an hour talking.



She opened up to me about the very beginning when she started her street life. She came from the Eastern part of the country to live with her Aunt who got her a job as a receptionist in a small company where she was paid 8,000 naira monthly. Eventually, her Aunt got married and moved away from their one room apartment to join her husband. 

She was then left to take care of the bills, including house rent and feeding all by herself without support with her meagre salary. She could hardly cope with this and a friend of hers in the neighbourhood introduced her to a woman who owned a small bar. She worked there in the evenings after she had closed from work till 11pm including weekends but the owner of the place owed her for close to 3 months. 

A girl she met at the bar convinced her that there's a better way to make money.

Gloria was lured into prostitution. On her very first night in the hotel room with her client, while the man was on the bed waiting for her to join him, she sat in a corner crying fully dressed. He then had a talk with her and having realized that it was her first time on the streets, he told her not to worry if she doesn't want to have s#x with him. In the morning, he handed her some money and asked her to go.

When she got home and counted the money, it was a whopping 10,000 naira. She was restless and thought about the fact that she earned more than her salary in just one night even without doing anything. That was the springboard that propelled her to go fully into prostitution but she came up with a plan.


Gloria is a beautiful young lady in her late twenties from a very poor background. She had lost her father at a tender age and the mother had
to cater for 7 children. They lived in an uncompleted building and it was hellish during the rainy season because of the leaking roofs. She told me she experienced poverty first hand and vowed to do anything that will take her out of it. 

However, she never knew fate would lead her to street hustle. She talked about how some guys who were very dirty and smelly would sleep with her and all she would be praying for at such moments is quick ejaculation so that she could be free from the stench. At other times, she may follow a guy to his place and his
friends would join in sleeping with her and send her out with little or no money amongst other unpleasant experiences that she had.



After a while, she told me that somehow, she finds herself comfortable talking with me and will show me some things that are very personal to her. She brought out her phone from her bag and showed me a picture. It was an uncompleted bungalow that belongs to her and will be finishing the building in a
few months. 

She also showed me her account balance with a defunct Bank with a balance of about 1.8million naira. I was shocked but didn’t show it. She proceeded to tell me that she will be quitting the streets in about 6 months and she had it all worked out.

This was the first time I'd be seeing a street girl with a clear thought-out plan with the money she made from sleeping around. I got a call around 4am for a pick-up and she left the car to continue hustling. We exchanged numbers and I promised to keep in touch. We saw each other a few more times after that night.


I called her about a year after and she was really excited to hear from me. She told me she lost her phone and contacts when she was robbed and was very glad to reconnect with me. She said she had good news for me too. She had left the streets and changed location to a State in the South where she has started business with the money she raised, which was a little over 2 million naira, has completed her house and rented it out. She also told me she was seeing someone and hoped to get married to him but he doesn't know anything about her past hence the reason why she relocated to a far place to start a new life.

It's been over 7 years now since the day I first met her and she's now
married with 2 children.

*Asawo dey for blood!!!..They dont ever stop!

I know an Asawo that got married to a rich man and i thought that God had answered her prayers but she moved up a notch higher to customers of her husbands class....anytime he is out of town,she does it for the money..I asked her why and she said i should carry my preaching and go and that ''The thing dey for blood,no asawo ever retires properly''