My brush with a PAEDOPHILE. (part 1)

    Here is a short story from a sister .These are issues that need to be talked about ,especially here in Nigeria where child molestation is on the rise. We Nigerians need to stop shying away from issues like this

(especially the youth/young ones who have had this experience),truth is, if we dont talk about it, it'll never be solved!

 Ohhhh Church( in Nkiru Sylvanus voice)..when I remember this encounter years ago while I was a little innocent kid,I laugh so hard now but meehn that year it wasn't funny kpatakpata.Imagine coming close to sexual abuse by someone more than 50times your weight and height..the fear and terror of it is unshaken even when I gist my friends and we laugh about it,meanwile this gist is 18+..raw,undiluted..na so e happen,na so I go talk am.
Ok..so when I was say between 9 to 11yrs(can't remember the exact age, I can only remember I was just about entering secondary skl or jst in d 1stterm of ma secondary school) I ws with ma older cousin who was about 3years older than me on a weekday..mumsy had gone to work, and my cousin wasn't feeling so fine so both of us dey house..my landlord den was a military man(rtd now though)  that had escorts attached to him and so whenever he wasn't in town,he sends some of these escorts to come oversee and supervise his properties and when they come,they stay over at ma landlords place(which was in the compound with us)  and do the supervision.
    So on this day, 1 of his escorts we call uncle Dimkpa( not real name) showed up in the house, now Uncle Dimkpa was our fave of all d escorts..he always comes with nice stuffs 4 us..plays with us, was very respectful to my mum and everything nice. So he showed up in d house with a sling on his shoulder..
'Uncccclllleeeee DIiiiiiimkkppaaaaaa' I screamed as I ran to him..he was so tall with the build of Gentle Jack even taller so I could only hug his thighs. ' What happened to your hand? I asked in all innocence.. Chaiii!!! D naivety of children that year.. now Uniport, med school and boys don cast a sister nau but sha a chick must become a hen..
' I had an accident ooh Chi' he answered tiredly..
'Cheeeyahhhh' in same childish voice..' And u look tired, is it paining you?'
He grinned his killer smile and just said "small pikin, una no get worry for this life ooh"
He sat on the pavement and carried me on his lap with his good hand while tickling me..and like an unspoiled,untainted flower I laughed so hard..
Hell! This was Uncle Dimkpa..my 'bestest' of the 'bestest' escort..I took in his masculine smell (although as I grow nau,I realized say dat tin na beta body odour. Beta bad stench...all this romance novel go dey decieve themselves...wetin be masculine smell biko...mscheeeew!! masculine smell ma perky,rounded arse *clicks tongue*), but wetin I sabi..I know ma gift would come later.
He set me down and yawned.."'U are tired ooh chei Uncle"..
He nodded and said " where's Onyi?"
'She's inside,she's not feelin too fine?'
'What of your mum?'
'She went to work na'
'Ok, chei,I want to have ma bath ooh..can you draw water from the well? 'Aaah...yes nau...I can', I'm not a small girl again oh..' I gushed..
The truth be say,I no fit draw water from the well as I almost fell in once so my mum warned me to stay away from the well without supervision but common this was Uncle,I can kill kermit the frog for him nau, I can go to stream in sambisa forest nau shuu., I fit even get shekau head for am, I can dance india dance in oilmill market for him nau..all he need do is ask..and b4 any silly minds come up with may be I had a crush on him, HELL NO! He was just very nice..always advising me and my cousin.. I kinda saw him as d father I never had..so I felt safe with him..need I add,I grew so fast..may be because I been fat sha so lobules of fat masquarading as breast don already dey show themselves strong 4 ma chest, fat had deposited on ma gluteus giving d false impression of curves and I was waaaay smarter than ma age.
  So as an oversabi housewife, I carry 20litres of bucket dey go well....how I wan take carry d 20litres, only d Lord can answer that on d last day but iyaaaa..with God all things are possible..he that is in me is greater than he that is  in d world..no weapon fashioned to stop me 4rm helping Uncle will prosper..I shall not dash my foot against a stone..all the bible verses in ma head be manifesting and to ice the cake, I burst out in a christian song..'He has done for me,he has done for me, what my mother cannot do...........omeworoma...we know d song nau ( singalong with a sister if u in d spirit jooor)..
Whistling happily, I fetched d water although not so full..(Man know thy strength mbok, I shall not die but live to declare his works.. AMEN SOMBORRI..)..
I got to the door,"uncle I have fetched it ooh"
"Bring it into the guestroom" he shouted from inside.

Unsuspectingly, I carried the water inside and this time the song  on my lips was "There is Power mighty in the blood" how I unconsciously burst into that song,I can't say..Maybe it was a forewarning of what laid ahead for me.   ...To be continued.
   can you take a wild guess on what happened?