One early morning I caught John peeping at me from the next cubicle as I took a shower. The abuse was mainly verbal insults and sometimes physical (slaps and kicks), generally making my life a misery. John, a prefect of my private boarding house was muscular and quite handsome in a rugged way but he started picking on me the day I started. Gay Kenyan confession begins, “There was this older student who singled me out for bullying when I joined a leading secondary school some years back.
