Leaving Jari Mount behind, a special airplane pierced bright cotton-like clouds above
Kigali Mount, touring Kigali capital city, waiting for its right time to land.
Meanwhile, an Air France jet was flying above Amahoro national stadium, getting down
little by little. It was Thursday afternoon on a summer day. As scheduled, three
air-planes had left for Europe in the morning; four were expected to land at
Grégoire Kayibanda international airport at Kanombe in the afternoon. In green,
Denise Uwanyuze was sitting down in the drawing room--alone. She absent-mindedly moved her
eyes from a V-like pot of strange rosy flowers to a particularly big battlefield picture,
in front of her; she seemingly paid much attention to a confident sergeant bearing a pink
flag of hard-won, recovered peace. In earnest mood, Denise was eating a long banana,
meditating on her husband`s plight, unaware of what was happening outdoors, unconscious of
the din made by the forthcoming plane. She lived at Kanombe, near the airport inaugurated
about one year before.
At seven o`clock on July 28,1989,Denise queued behind a huge fenced yard rooming
a horrendous, gloomy, huge building labeled 1930-- Kigali prison built in 1930.It was
Friday, the sole day kin and friends visited detainees. In front of Denise stood a
stinking
old man in rags, smoking his pipe, holding four soaps in his left hand; unknown to him,
some lice were exploring his hair. Behind Denise stood a smelly, dirty, skinny young man
who was apparently fascinated by her. Denise was a regal, young lady. She was twenty-one.
In blue, she wore a very clean shirt and fashionable trousers, conspicuously revealing a
splendidly well-shaped feminine body. Nature had endowed her with a bright face with soft
plump cheeks and lovely large eyes. Her divinely perfumed hair was abundant. Silent,
Denise was listening to people on her right side, sitting down on the nearby grassy land,
chatting to kill time. She held a clean box on her left hand.
"I wonder why women and men are jailed in the same prison", said Conrad
Seminega, looking at Philomène Mukasakindi.
"That`s unfair indeed. Women should have their own prison”, said
Philomène.
"And former ruling people should not be jailed together with ordinary men. A
former
burgomaster, a former prosecutor or a former minister should not be imprisoned in the
same building together with inveterate robbers, dirty drunkards or poor prostitutes",
added Ferdinand Gahamanyi.
"That`s right. And untried detainees should not be jailed together with
convicts", added Anita Niyimbona.
"Moreover, immature detainees should be isolated from adult ones; and genuine
criminals sentenced to death should be isolated from convicts charged with
peccadilloes", stepped in Bonaventure Rukara.
"No one should spend at worst thirty days in prison without being tried. There
are people who spend two years, if not more, in prison without being tried! And
surprisingly enough, some of them, once tried, are deemed innocent. Worse, there is no
compensation for such innocent victims", added Conrad.
"Conditions of detention should be improved, too. Detainees should be well
fed. They should be visited every weekday, and not once a week. This appalling prison is
too old and crowded. It should be replaced by a new, larger one”, said Ferdinand.
Philomène Mukasakindi was thirty- three. She was a nurse whose husband had
raped Flora Fifi, a fourteen-year-old girl. Prosper Ndahiro had been sentenced to twenty
years in prison. He had just spent ten years in prison.
Conrad Seminega was forty. He was a businessman whose wife had helped Gisele Kabebe,
a medical assistant, to abort. Doctor Ancilla Nyirabasinga was thirty. She had been
sentenced to five years in prison. She had just spent one year in jail.
Anita Niyimbona was forty-five. She was an elementary school teacher whose son had
stolen and sold a motorcycle. Tharcisse Kagimbangabo had not yet been tried. He had just
spent twelve months in jail.
Bonaventure Rukara was fifty. He was a civil servant whose daughter had aborted.
Sylvie Nyirabiyoro had been sentenced to five years in prison. She had just spent two
years in jail.
Ferdinand Gahamanyi was thirty-five. He was a mechanic whose sister had embezzled
public funds. Former burgomaster of Nyarugenge commune, Nicole Nyirabakungu had been
sentenced to three years in prison. She had just served one year in prison.
While people were chatting, cows and bulls were grazing nearby. Denise carefully
listened, secretly gazing, at the same time, at the strongest bull on her right side. All
of a sudden, the bull penetrated the nearest cow under the applause of excited people
around Denise. The topic of conversation changed from prison matters to sex.
"What a wonderful penetration! What a wonderful bull!" said one man, loudly
clapping his hands and laughing.
"That`s a wonderful penetration indeed!" said a woman, giggling, looking at
her smiling fellow women.
***
As people kept on making comments on sexual matters, Denise remembered the last love-
affair enjoyed with her husband one day before he got jailed. It was eleven o`clock at
night. The bedroom was lightened. They were in bed; there was a small table near the bed.
There were four empty glasses and three full bottles on the table: two glasses of wine, a
glass of beer and a glass of soft drink; one full bottle of wine, one full bottle of
beer, one full bottle of soft drink. There were seven full bottles of wine under the
table, bought two days before. There were seven pieces of cake and a cake knife on the
table. There was a box of seven sweets on the table.
"Denise, my sweet love, you are a wonderful wife", said Wilson Rukundo,
kissing her fleshy lips after removing his blue drawers.
"Any time I saw a beautiful woman in Johannesburg, I thought of you. One month
abroad- away from you- was too much for me. You are so precious to me. Kiss me once
again", he mumbled, caressing his wife`s superb buttocks, removing her purple
drawers.
"I love you very much indeed", he added, burning with desire, caressing her
genitals.
" So do I, darling", said Denise, responding to his caresses.
"Let`s do it once again, my sweet love, I want you very much", he said.
"All right, darling; let`s do it once again", she said.
Then Wilson topped Denise, and greedily introduced his penis into her delightful
vagina. He kissed her over and over again, holding her head gently, before penetrating her
properly. In a well-lightened room, Wilson splendidly made love to Denise, looking at her
lascivious, lovely, large eyes, kissing her sweet lips at will, pleasantly responding to
the graceful movements of her body, to her alluring deep sighs and sweet words.
"That`s sweeter...my sweet...sweet husband. Once more...Once… moooore. Hit
me...meee...meee... Hit me very hard and fast...All right, darling. Move it
quicker...quicker, dear...Yeeees...yeees ...That`s sweeter...Deeper and deeper...deeper
and quicker...That`s nice...nice...nice...Once more...That`s all right...Deeper and
deeper...That`s wonderful, darling.... I want to top you, my sweet husband", said
Denise, making eyes at him, enjoying sexual pleasure.
Then Denise caressed her husband`s penis, kissed it and introduced it into her
vagina. She lasciviously kissed him and hugged him, marvelously swaying her graceful, nice
buttocks to the great satisfaction of both of them.
"Ilove you, my sweet wife, you are so graceful, so wonderful”, said Wilson,
enjoying ecstasy.
“I love you, too, my sweet darling”, said Denise, kissing Wilson, caressing his
hairy,
beefy, large-shouldered body.
"In a week or so, we will visit Akagera national park or we will go to swim into
lake Kivu; what do you think about that? What do you prefer?"said Wilson, lying on
her back, keeping his left hand on Denise`s hair.
"We will first leave for Gisenyi beach next week; I am eager to swim into Kivu
Lake. Then, we will visit Akagera national park in a couple of weeks; I want to see once
again zebra, lions, buffalloes, hippopotamuses, etc.", said Denise in enthusiastic
mood.
***
When Denise`s mental voyage into her past ended, inner voices spoke to her.
First Voice: You are burning with desire! Remain faithful to your husband.
Second voice: You are burning with desire indeed! Have sex today.
Third voice: With whom?
First voice: Remain faithful to your husband.
Second voice: That`s an iron social convention. Be faithful to Nature, too. Have sex
today. Be faithful to your husband when he is present! He is now in jail! Be faithful to
Nature like that cow and that bull. Animals do it when they need it. In public! And
without shame! Do you know why? Because they are honest! Because it is natural to enjoy
sexual pleasure when in need. It is natural and therefore right. Tell me; are you inferior
to cows and bulls?
Third voice: You are not an animal.
First voice: You are not an animal indeed. You are a civilized human being; a woman to
be loved by one man. A woman to love one husband. You must always be faithful to him even
when he is absent.
Second voice: That`s not right. Love him, but live! Make love when in need. He is in
prison, he is absent. You are now free to have sex with another man. You are now burning
with desire. Find a lover and enjoy sexual pleasure. You are made to give pleasure and to
enjoy it. Be faithful to Nature like cows and bulls. Are they smarter than you are? It is
unfair to live like a jailed woman when you are free! To have a husband in prison does not
end your life!
Third voice: That`s not right. Be faithful to your husband.
First voice: Whatever happens to your husband, remain faithful to him. You are free to
get an other legitimate lover only when your husband dies. He is now in prison but he will
come back. Keep your promise as you have done so far. You did not commit adultery
throughout the eleven months spent together after your marriage. That is good. You did not
commit adultery when Wilson was in South Africa for one month. That was very good. You
have remained faithful to him during the three months he has just spent in prison. That`s
very fine. Remain faithful to him until he comes back. That`s what any genuine wife must
do. Remember that you married him "for the best and the worst".
Second voice: Imagine fifteen months of faithfulness! That`s too much! You should no
more reject generous lovers who want you so much. The cow has not rejected the bull, has
it? Any time it needs a bull, it looks for it and gets topped. Any time the bull needs a
cow, it tops it. It tops the nearest. You are burning with desire, find a lover and have
sex. That`s why you were made; you are so graceful. Do not reject any more lovers as you
have done so far. Do you remember? You rejected Samuel, Fabien, Didier and Michael
throughout the eleven first months after your marriage. They were, and are still, handsome
men. You rejected Mark, Donat, Esron and Emily when your husband was in South Africa; they
were, and are still, powerful men. You rejected Robinson, Paulin, Gerald, Moses and Damien
during these last three months. They were, and are still, wealthy men. And all of them are
still eager to top you. Tell me, how long will you reject greedy, irresistible, handsome
and powerful men? How long will you enjoy security if you don`t make love with them? Who
will then protect you during your husband`s absence? Lust and love are different matters.
Keep on loving your husband but have sex with other men for their pleasure and yours, your
mental peace and your social protection. How long will you refuse to enjoy sexual pleasure
especially during this very hot season? A lover would be welcome today! You need a male to
quench that libido. You need a male like that cow! A strong male like that bull! A male! A
wonderful wooer like your husband!
Third voice: Remain faithful to Wilson.
First voice: Your husband will be back very soon. Be patient. Remain faithful to your
husband. God will help you. Your husband will be released very soon.
Second voice: How do you know?
Third voice: God will help him .He loves him very much and He loves you, too.
First voice: God loves you; He cannot abandon you. Your husband will be freed very
soon.
Second voice: How do you know? When is he coming back? Maybe in twenty years. And you
will be forty-one! Imagine! You will be too old to please him! How do you know that he
will come back? There are detainees who die in prison! He may die inside the jail, too.
Third voice: He will come back very soon.
First voice: Indeed, he will come back very soon.
Second voice: How do you know?
Third voice: As long as Wilson is alive, remain faithful to him. He will be back very
soon. God will free him. He loves both of you very much.
First voice: Remain faithful to him. Keep in mind that if you have sex today, you will
be pregnant.
Second voice: There are condoms! Use them and quench that troublesome lust. Your
husband won`t know. If ever he were informed you would lie to him. He would have no
evidence.
Third voice: Pray; God will help you.
First voice: That`s a sound piece of advice. Pray; God will help you. He will free your
husband very soon.
Second voice: How do you know?
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