Playing The Devil’s Raffle

I have a nice young lady I am dating
We were already talking about marriage and all
She is so good and godly, I felt like God had given me the best of everything
With her, I was seeing clearly and stacking great wins in business and in life
It is not that I was not doing well for my level before I met her
I made my first 50 million Naira at the age of 26, and that was just the cash
I had built my house and also bought two good cars
I had great investments, and all that I needed to complete my dream life was a wife
I remember writing to you about this unique need and how it was impossible for me to separate true love from the desire of certain ladies whom i have met to enjoy a soft life at my expense
You told me my woman would add to me and not take away from me.
You said she will come to me as one chosen and as a friend
You said that for every penny I spend, I will find myself making a pound supernaturally

I met her just around this time two years ago at the parking lot of a mall in Lagos
We hit it off immediately
She didn’t make it awkward for me to dare to love her and I was eager to prove to her that I am worthy of her love
She came from money, and she held nothing back
She introduced me to her father, and he sat me down to have a word with me. I
realised she was the one
She was giving me not only a future but the access to my unfulfilled dreams
Her father paid attention to my words and achievements with the quiet silence of a man of experience
A month later, I got a job offer from a software Test engineering firm in America due to her father’s recommendation
The job changed my life

I was 29 and living my best life
I moved to the USA on a special visa
My partner is an American citizen, and she was well established in New York, where she has a lot of friends and family members
I fitted right in as my own man and not as an appendage to some rich man’s daughter
We would have gotten married around September 2025, but my parents couldn’t get a visa despite our best efforts
I wanted them to be there, so we decided to move the wedding to Nigeria with a plan to get married in March 2026
I love my woman greatly
You may not believe it by the things you will read from me at this point, but I ask you to please give me the benefit of the doubt, sir

I woke up one morning to find a message from a lady in my X DM
She wanted me to help her out with a crypto-related issue
I sent her my phone number, and we began to exchange messages on WhatsApp
It was all business, nothing personal
I was able to help her resolve the issue regarding her work, and it helped her secure an international deal
She shared the news of her success with me, and I celebrated her success with great enthusiasm in my heart
After this, we stopped communicating completely
My partner’s parents were to celebrate their thirtieth wedding anniversary in Lagos this December
We didn’t plan to attend, but tickets were sent and an invitation extended, so we had to fly to Nigeria
The entire plan was for us to spend three weeks in Nigeria and return to the USA
We set about sorting out the logistics, and we were done by the 29th of November
We arrived in Nigeria on December 5
My partner had things to sort out with some friends and family members, while I also had things to sort out in Akure, where my parents live, and Ibadan, where my sister lives

I wrote to you around this time, and you asked me to see you in Ibadan when I get there because you would also be there for a few days
We met, and you ministered to my younger sister, who was experiencing some mental and spiritual issues
The day after we met, I suddenly got a call from the lady I had helped with the crypto issue
She was in Lagos and just wanted to say hello
I told her I was in Nigeria and at Ibadan
She asked if we could meet, and I said I might squeeze out the time the following weekend
Again, it was not an arrangement to sleep with anyone or commit any atrocity
This lady did not come across as someone who would randomly jump into bed with anyone, and I was not made of such a nature, either
I told my partner that I would be going to Lagos for the weekend to see a friend
She joked that I needed to loosen up and play a bit
(I am a High-functioning Autistic Individual, and this means I have social skills issues and didn’t know how to flirt or make friends with anyone easily.
I believe you are aware of this, when I told you about my challenge with ladies and the issue of marriage when we first met.)

It was the first time I would be doing something spontaneous, and I was a bit curious about how I would conduct myself.
Anyways, I got to Lagos and met with the lady at a restaurant
She made me feel very comfortable, and I loosened up quickly
All we did was talk tech, crypto, opportunities, angel investors, family (In a limited manner), career goals, and so on
By the time we were done that first day, it was almost midnight
I had booked a room at the hotel where we had the meal because I didn’t want to be criss-crossing Lagos during the Detty December season
It was time for her to book her ride, and she couldn’t get an UBER
I couldn’t just leave her standing at the entrance of the hotel, so I waited with her
I was tired and needed to sleep, but I waited with her for an hour, and yet she couldn’t get an UBER
I suggested we get a room for her in the hotel
She agreed
We got to the reception, and we were told the hotel was fully booked
I then invited her to my room with a promise that I would take the couch and she the bed, just until daybreak, in about four hours
She agreed
We got to the room, and I promptly fell asleep (fully dressed, as I couldn’t imagine a lady being around while I undressed, even if it was in the bathroom)
We slept till morning

I woke up at about 10 am
She was beside me, fully dressed too
I quickly showered and changed my clothes
When she woke up, I left the room to give her some privacy
She took her time, but she was ready by 11 am when we were to check out
She got an UBER and left
I was about to leave when my partner called me and informed me that she was on her way to Lagos and would like me to wait to see her
I went back into the hotel and booked the same room for two more nights
Right there, the receptionist told me my guest forgot her jacket in the wardrobe, and they would be bringing it to me when I check in by 2 pm
I didn’t want the jacket, but I couldn’t say that to the hotel staff
I thought of collecting it and thrashing it, but I felt it would be unfair to the lady
So I gave her a call and told her about it
She said she would come over immediately to collect it
I called my fiancée to know where she was
She said she was still at her grandparents’ house in Ajah
I calculated that the “jacket” lady would have gotten her stuff and left before my fiancé arrived
I wouldn’t want to start explaining whatever had led to the unfortunate incident to anyone
I didn’t think the story would be believed or easy to tell

This was the beginning of the long wait
There was traffic everywhere
My fiancée called by 8 pm to say that she would sleep in Ajah because the traffic report was horrendous, and Google Maps had given her an impossible time frame to get to me
The other lady arrived at about 11 pm
She had been in traffic for almost the whole day since she left the hotel
There was no question of where she would sleep
We sat down at the bar while she ate and drank a bit
We got to the room, and she went off to shower
I tried to sleep, but I couldn’t
When she came out of the bathroom in one of the house robes provided by the hotel, I went in to shower too
I came out of the bathroom wearing the second house robe provided by the hotel
I lay on the bed, she rolled into my arms, and my hands began to roam all over her
It was playful at first, like testing the waters, but I became more comfortable as she sank into my hardness
I took off her robe, and at that point she said “stop, please stop…”
So I stopped and went out of the room to cool off
When I came back, she was still awake
As soon as I lay on the bed, she rolled into my arms again, and the fire rekindled
This time, I went all the way

The details are important, but I am presenting them as stark as I could relate them (no kisses on the lips, a lot of smooching, the finger thing, the head thing, spooning, and the one where I stand and she crawls to me in reverse of her own free will, and she stays on her knees on the bed while I knock the door from behind. We did this for a while before it ended.
When it ended, I saw blood everywhere
She had bled on the bedsheet, on the rug in the room, the pillow case, etc
She lay on her tummy, and she was quiet for a very long time
I kissed her all over and told her we need to get room service to change the sheets
She got out of bed, went into the bathroom, and showered while I called room service
Room service arrived while she was dressing up
After the room service attendant left, she walked into the room and said, “Do you realise you just raped me?”
My heart stopped beating at that moment.
I couldn’t dare argue with her because she would most likely cause such a scandal that I might end up in jail that very night
I said, “I didn’t know this is what you would say, but please, what can I do to make this better?”
She looked at me and started packing her things.
She said, “I obviously cannot stay here tonight. I have called for help.”
She packed her things and left

I couldn’t sleep all night
Every footstep sounded like policemen or soldiers, or her family members walking to the room to arrest me
I called you at that time and told you everything
I was scared witless, my whole body was shivering,
I had never had sex before in my life, and my first experience was leading me straight to hell!
I wanted to write to her and beg her to please have mercy on me. I wanted to ask her to please ask for whatever she wanted, so I could settle her
You said I should do nothing
You said anything I say or write would implicate me, and she would be recording any voice conversation
I should just be still
I was worried about the blood and the room service manager who came in to clean it off
I had told the lady she started her period, but if a rape allegation surfaces, it would make me look guilty
You said the only wind I should be scared of is the wind from my own conscience

I couldn’t sleep for two straight days, nor could I eat or move from the room
I was afraid she was waiting for me with police officers at the hotel’s reception
She called me twice, but I was too scared to pick up
She later blocked me on social media platforms
I didn’t know what was going on in her mind
What she had told people and whom she had told something
I didn’t know if she would just throw me under the bus on social media
I had played the devil’s lottery and won a grand prize
I read all night about sex and what could have led to the bleeding
I must have prayed for forgiveness as Jonah did with weeping and gnashing of teeth
It was the first time I had ever ventured outside my shell, and I landed in the very pit of hell
My fiancé came around the next morning
I couldn’t tell her what had happened. I wanted to, but I was too paralyzed by fear
I just wanted to return to the USA and never come to Nigeria again in my life

Do you think I should still go ahead with the wedding as it is, or do I need to explain what happened to my fiancée?
What if this comes out somehow, and I didn’t tell her about it? Would she feel betrayed?
My bad decisions brought me here
God, please, rescue me from this by your mighty power
I promise I will never be in the same space with any woman who is not my wife again
I have learnt my lessons

PS: To be continued

-GSW-Playing The Devil’s Raffle

I have a nice young lady I am dating
We were already talking about marriage and all
She is so good and godly, I felt like God had given me the best of everything
With her, I was seeing clearly and stacking great wins in business and in life
It is not that I was not doing well for my level before I met her
I made my first 50 million Naira at the age of 26, and that was just the cash
I had built my house and also bought two good cars
I had great investments, and all that I needed to complete my dream life was a wife
I remember writing to you about this unique need and how it was impossible for me to separate true love from the desire of certain ladies whom i have met to enjoy a soft life at my expense
You told me my woman would add to me and not take away from me.
You said she will come to me as one chosen and as a friend
You said that for every penny I spend, I will find myself making a pound supernaturally

I met her just around this time two years ago at the parking lot of a mall in Lagos
We hit it off immediately
She didn’t make it awkward for me to dare to love her and I was eager to prove to her that I am worthy of her love
She came from money, and she held nothing back
She introduced me to her father, and he sat me down to have a word with me. I
realised she was the one
She was giving me not only a future but the access to my unfulfilled dreams
Her father paid attention to my words and achievements with the quiet silence of a man of experience
A month later, I got a job offer from a software Test engineering firm in America due to her father’s recommendation
The job changed my life

I was 29 and living my best life
I moved to the USA on a special visa
My partner is an American citizen, and she was well established in New York, where she has a lot of friends and family members
I fitted right in as my own man and not as an appendage to some rich man’s daughter
We would have gotten married around September 2025, but my parents couldn’t get a visa despite our best efforts
I wanted them to be there, so we decided to move the wedding to Nigeria with a plan to get married in March 2026
I love my woman greatly
You may not believe it by the things you will read from me at this point, but I ask you to please give me the benefit of the doubt, sir

I woke up one morning to find a message from a lady in my X DM
She wanted me to help her out with a crypto-related issue
I sent her my phone number, and we began to exchange messages on WhatsApp
It was all business, nothing personal
I was able to help her resolve the issue regarding her work, and it helped her secure an international deal
She shared the news of her success with me, and I celebrated her success with great enthusiasm in my heart
After this, we stopped communicating completely
My partner’s parents were to celebrate their thirtieth wedding anniversary in Lagos this December
We didn’t plan to attend, but tickets were sent and an invitation extended, so we had to fly to Nigeria
The entire plan was for us to spend three weeks in Nigeria and return to the USA
We set about sorting out the logistics, and we were done by the 29th of November
We arrived in Nigeria on December 5
My partner had things to sort out with some friends and family members, while I also had things to sort out in Akure, where my parents live, and Ibadan, where my sister lives

I wrote to you around this time, and you asked me to see you in Ibadan when I get there because you would also be there for a few days
We met, and you ministered to my younger sister, who was experiencing some mental and spiritual issues
The day after we met, I suddenly got a call from the lady I had helped with the crypto issue
She was in Lagos and just wanted to say hello
I told her I was in Nigeria and at Ibadan
She asked if we could meet, and I said I might squeeze out the time the following weekend
Again, it was not an arrangement to sleep with anyone or commit any atrocity
This lady did not come across as someone who would randomly jump into bed with anyone, and I was not made of such a nature, either
I told my partner that I would be going to Lagos for the weekend to see a friend
She joked that I needed to loosen up and play a bit
(I am a High-functioning Autistic Individual, and this means I have social skills issues and didn’t know how to flirt or make friends with anyone easily.
I believe you are aware of this, when I told you about my challenge with ladies and the issue of marriage when we first met.)

It was the first time I would be doing something spontaneous, and I was a bit curious about how I would conduct myself.
Anyways, I got to Lagos and met with the lady at a restaurant
She made me feel very comfortable, and I loosened up quickly
All we did was talk tech, crypto, opportunities, angel investors, family (In a limited manner), career goals, and so on
By the time we were done that first day, it was almost midnight
I had booked a room at the hotel where we had the meal because I didn’t want to be criss-crossing Lagos during the Detty December season
It was time for her to book her ride, and she couldn’t get an UBER
I couldn’t just leave her standing at the entrance of the hotel, so I waited with her
I was tired and needed to sleep, but I waited with her for an hour, and yet she couldn’t get an UBER
I suggested we get a room for her in the hotel
She agreed
We got to the reception, and we were told the hotel was fully booked
I then invited her to my room with a promise that I would take the couch and she the bed, just until daybreak, in about four hours
She agreed
We got to the room, and I promptly fell asleep (fully dressed, as I couldn’t imagine a lady being around while I undressed, even if it was in the bathroom)
We slept till morning

I woke up at about 10 am
She was beside me, fully dressed too
I quickly showered and changed my clothes
When she woke up, I left the room to give her some privacy
She took her time, but she was ready by 11 am when we were to check out
She got an UBER and left
I was about to leave when my partner called me and informed me that she was on her way to Lagos and would like me to wait to see her
I went back into the hotel and booked the same room for two more nights
Right there, the receptionist told me my guest forgot her jacket in the wardrobe, and they would be bringing it to me when I check in by 2 pm
I didn’t want the jacket, but I couldn’t say that to the hotel staff
I thought of collecting it and thrashing it, but I felt it would be unfair to the lady
So I gave her a call and told her about it
She said she would come over immediately to collect it
I called my fiancée to know where she was
She said she was still at her grandparents’ house in Ajah
I calculated that the “jacket” lady would have gotten her stuff and left before my fiancé arrived
I wouldn’t want to start explaining whatever had led to the unfortunate incident to anyone
I didn’t think the story would be believed or easy to tell

This was the beginning of the long wait
There was traffic everywhere
My fiancée called by 8 pm to say that she would sleep in Ajah because the traffic report was horrendous, and Google Maps had given her an impossible time frame to get to me
The other lady arrived at about 11 pm
She had been in traffic for almost the whole day since she left the hotel
There was no question of where she would sleep
We sat down at the bar while she ate and drank a bit
We got to the room, and she went off to shower
I tried to sleep, but I couldn’t
When she came out of the bathroom in one of the house robes provided by the hotel, I went in to shower too
I came out of the bathroom wearing the second house robe provided by the hotel
I lay on the bed, she rolled into my arms, and my hands began to roam all over her
It was playful at first, like testing the waters, but I became more comfortable as she sank into my hardness
I took off her robe, and at that point she said “stop, please stop…”
So I stopped and went out of the room to cool off
When I came back, she was still awake
As soon as I lay on the bed, she rolled into my arms again, and the fire rekindled
This time, I went all the way

The details are important, but I am presenting them as stark as I could relate them (no kisses on the lips, a lot of smooching, the finger thing, the head thing, spooning, and the one where I stand and she crawls to me in reverse of her own free will, and she stays on her knees on the bed while I knock the door from behind. We did this for a while before it ended.
When it ended, I saw blood everywhere
She had bled on the bedsheet, on the rug in the room, the pillow case, etc
She lay on her tummy, and she was quiet for a very long time
I kissed her all over and told her we need to get room service to change the sheets
She got out of bed, went into the bathroom, and showered while I called room service
Room service arrived while she was dressing up
After the room service attendant left, she walked into the room and said, “Do you realise you just raped me?”
My heart stopped beating at that moment.
I couldn’t dare argue with her because she would most likely cause such a scandal that I might end up in jail that very night
I said, “I didn’t know this is what you would say, but please, what can I do to make this better?”
She looked at me and started packing her things.
She said, “I obviously cannot stay here tonight. I have called for help.”
She packed her things and left

I couldn’t sleep all night
Every footstep sounded like policemen or soldiers, or her family members walking to the room to arrest me
I called you at that time and told you everything
I was scared witless, my whole body was shivering,
I had never had sex before in my life, and my first experience was leading me straight to hell!
I wanted to write to her and beg her to please have mercy on me. I wanted to ask her to please ask for whatever she wanted, so I could settle her
You said I should do nothing
You said anything I say or write would implicate me, and she would be recording any voice conversation
I should just be still
I was worried about the blood and the room service manager who came in to clean it off
I had told the lady she started her period, but if a rape allegation surfaces, it would make me look guilty
You said the only wind I should be scared of is the wind from my own conscience

I couldn’t sleep for two straight days, nor could I eat or move from the room
I was afraid she was waiting for me with police officers at the hotel’s reception
She called me twice, but I was too scared to pick up
She later blocked me on social media platforms
I didn’t know what was going on in her mind
What she had told people and whom she had told something
I didn’t know if she would just throw me under the bus on social media
I had played the devil’s lottery and won a grand prize
I read all night about sex and what could have led to the bleeding
I must have prayed for forgiveness as Jonah did with weeping and gnashing of teeth
It was the first time I had ever ventured outside my shell, and I landed in the very pit of hell
My fiancé came around the next morning
I couldn’t tell her what had happened. I wanted to, but I was too paralyzed by fear
I just wanted to return to the USA and never come to Nigeria again in my life

Do you think I should still go ahead with the wedding as it is, or do I need to explain what happened to my fiancée?
What if this comes out somehow, and I didn’t tell her about it? Would she feel betrayed?
My bad decisions brought me here
God, please, rescue me from this by your mighty power
I promise I will never be in the same space with any woman who is not my wife again
I have learnt my lessons

PS: To be continued

-GSW-