How diplomat wife cheated me into sex

Dear David,

How do I even start? I met Shiroh Muiruri on Facebook while trying to establish contacts in Nairobi prior to an assignment for a community-based eco-tourism and livelihood enhancement project at the Kenyan Coast in 2011.

She was so aggressive and sounded so genuine... I couldn’t resist, especially when her suggestive and naked pictures soon started filling my inbox.

When I arrived in Kenya on May 12, 2011, Shiroh picked me up at the airport and drove me to a hotel on Ngong Road. She left at 9pm after we had a good time. She spent most of the next seven days with me until I had to report to my duty station in Ukunda.

During the first months, she would take early morning flights to Mombasa and then fly back to Nairobi late in the evening. She told me she had two children, was a single mother and that the father of the children was an irresponsible drunkard who had abandoned them.

When she wasn’t visiting me at the Coast, I would travel to Nairobi. We would spend the weekend, sometimes with her five-year-old daughter. She even took me to her grandparents in Ruiru. This continued for almost two years and I even introduced her to my mum and brother. I was really in love! Things moved so fast. I bought her a ring and proposed on April 5, 2012 (her birthday) at a five-star hotel in Nairobi.

Then in October 2012, I went with two colleagues to an acclaimed beach hotel at the South Coast and was surprised to see Shiroh, her daughter and son with a man who was feeding the little girl from his laps. I immediately thought he could be the kids’ father. She came over and pretended to give me a hug, then whispered, “Please I will explain everything to you later.” She then introduced us to the man as friends she met while working in Kisii.

The man was very polite and even invited me and my colleagues to join them as we were having a difficult time to find a free table. I politely declined. That evening, she came to my place and ‘confessed’ that she had reconciled with her husband for the sake of the children. She explained that he had established a school for her, bought her a car and that she was sorry because she still loved me but had to do this for her children. My heart was broken.

I later learned from one of her friends, a married woman (who was also hitting on me after hearing about our breakup) that the man was called “Shan-Craud” (I understood later that she meant Jean-Claude) and wasn’t a Kenyan running a hardware business in Ngong as she had told me, but the Director of an NGO and that the couple did not have any marital problems.

It then dawned on me. Whenever we were together and a call came from Pa.JC, as the caller’s number was saved on her phone, she would drop everything and leave. She told me Pa. was for ‘Pastor’ and that she was a very active church member leading several groups, hence she was constantly needed in the congregation. I eventually figured out the deceit and ended the relationship. With a broken heart, I left Kenya a few months later.

But Shiroh contacted me in October 2014 telling me how much she regretted not following her heart, that she still loved me and was now ready to move on as she “does not need him anymore”, that their relationship had hit an all-time low and she wanted out. I told her she could count on my friendship but we could never be a couple again as I no longer trusted her.

On April 19, I got a text in which she said she was “violently assaulted by JC”. In another text three days later, she asked me to lend her C$ 3,000 (Canadian dollars) to sort out her hospital bill because she was going to be detained in hospital. I sent the money promptly the following day. She promised to pay back once she got back on her feet.

Later, I was shocked when I saw her Facebook update before a very familiar building here in Ottawa, The Canadian Museum of Nature! I asked her on FB if she was in Ottawa at the moment and she confirmed as much, claiming she was visiting a family friend and couldn’t have informed me because her psychologist had advised that she keep off things and people that trigger ‘high emotions’. I asked if we could meet but she was hesitant. She finally gave me a date to pick her up on Vanier Street, Ottawa. I waited for more than two hours. She never replied to my messages and never showed up.

A few weeks later, she told me she was back in Nairobi and apologised, saying she was planning on coming back in December 2015 with her daughter to stay with me for good. I told her I was dating and could no longer be involved with her romantically.

When I asked for my money after a confrontation over her lies days later, she quit Facebook that very day and blocked me from WhatsApp. I can go on and on, David....but I underestimated how emotionally draining it was when I came forward. Sincerely,

Jack Lang