Osama Bin Laden's Mistress

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Kola Boof's whirlwind past comes to stunning life in her autobiography "Diary of a Lost Girl" . 90 pages of the book detail her unfortunate experience as the former mistress to terrorist Osama Bin Laden (against her will)--not only does Boof reveal things about Bin Laden that no one has ever revealed, but Prince Fabrizio Ruspoli, owner of La Maison Arabe confirms for the U.S. Government that Bin Laden and Kola Boof lived together in 1996 in the Winston Churchill Room.<br><br><!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>(page 189)<br><br> The abuse by Osama, however, started long before Isam arrived. Osama’s hand would be resting in my hair, his eyes glued to the pages of his Mohammed Quttub books wile I read Galway Kinnell. And we would be laying there in bed and out of the blue he’d say, “African girls are good for a man’s lower pleasures, but what need have you of a womb? Does your race really want hair like this?”<br><br> And, of course, I would feel so insulted--not just to the heart, but to the soul.<br><br> “I like my hair”, I usually responded. And then I’d go back to reading Galway Kinnell’s bone white stanzas--only I wouldn’t be able to make out the words for the tears standing in my eyes.<br><br> Other times he would humiliate me by making me get up and dance naked. It was such a strange thing, because for the most part, Osama believed that music was evil and I remember how angry he’d get if any guest at the estate played music (Isam, for instance, did enjoy music)--Osama would cover up his ears and not uncover them until he got the managers to have the “poison” silenced. But then he’d become this other guy who wanted to hear Van Halen or some B-52’s. To this day, I hear the song “Rock Lobster” in my sleep. I would be jerking around like a white girl (because, he would instruct me, “dance like a caucasoid girl!”) and his eyes would track my jiggling tits from one side of the room to the terrace to the other side. Constantly telling me not to turn around , because in his opinion, “Your ass is too big--show me the front.”<br><br> Osama had no preference between being either vicious or tender, you understand. These were like the two sides of his face and by a mere wrong step you could find yourself facing either cheek at any moment. <hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--><br><br><!--EZCODE AUTOLINK START--><a href="http://poetwomen.50megs.com/custom2.html">poetwomen.50megs.com/custom2.html</a><!--EZCODE AUTOLINK END--> <p></p><i></i>