Blessed was our marriage. I grew up as a God fearing person; fortunately I married a very beautiful lady any one can admire. Since she had a good background, I was satisfied with everything on her and on addition I kept on thanking God for giving such a beautiful lady, indeed she deserved to be an angel.
As time went on, I was tempted to some ones wife miraculously. This forced me to lie to my dear one that they extended my working hours with the aim of exposing my manhood to the second wife.
The act moved on up to having more than 20 wives and at that point my so called angel became worthless. A man who was trained to be a priest. But one night a bad incident happen when I was in the bar drinking wine and enjoying life, four the prostitutes who were having time with me cut off my private parts in the lodge.
This cannot be believable, but I reside in Mukono district near the district headquarters were I beg for support to overcome that great pain. If you happen to prove, when you reach Mukono town, just tell the boda-boda guys to direct you to the half-caste (omusufu), a name that I was given after all what happened.
“It may be a custom for most man to prove their manhood in order to satisfy their desires, but the consequences that came out of my desire to discover more about different women turned into the un pardonable sin. I therefore urge each one of you to remain faithful to your partner”.
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