He was a friend here in Ghana before he travelled abroad. He contacted me on Facebook and we started talking. One day he said he had been eyeing me since he was in Ghana but didn’t have the vim to propose. We laughed about it and he later proposed.

Our relationship was a few weeks old when he started asking me to snap-and-send. I didn’t do it. It was new to me. I didn’t feel confident enough to do such a thing. I was concerned about the security of the photos too. He said, “Your face doesn’t have to show. Just the thing.”

One day I did it and it became a routine. At least, once a week I sent such photos. He wanted more. He wanted videos. Not just videos but live ones. I said no. I kept saying no for months until out of frustration I said, “Two minutes is $100.”

Minutes later my Momo alert cried! Account credited. He said, “I’m ready for you now.” I shamefully set the camera on me and did a video call for close to three minutes. That also became a constant feature in our communication. At least, it happened once a week. When alert cries, I do it.

One night I turned on the camera for a video call and saw another guy with him. I quickly turned off the camera and asked what was going on. I was livid. I felt encroached. He sought to play it down. “He’s a friend who’s also interested. He hasn’t seen some since he came down here, please don’t be angry.”