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The Masai are more commonly associated with Kenya, but they've been a presence around the Ngorongo Crater of Tanzania for over a 150 years and are area's main residents. Traditionaly nomadic cattlemen, in recent years they have been encouraged to make settlements.

The sexual laws of the Masai are complex but obey a strict morality; the warrior will take a "dito" lover who is a prepubescent girl but cannot marry until he has complete his service to the tribe, at which time he will often be in his 30's.

When the ditos starts puberty she is returned to her mother until she is able to marry.

Before her marriage she will be circumcised. Whatever her age, she is then consodered in the eyes of the tribe. This barbaric practice of female circumcision, known in the West as female genital mutilation is now outlawed in Africa, although over half of the masai still practice it in secret.

She will then wear the traditional ear rings and iron necklace to signify her rank. However, if an older man takes a child lover this is a serious crime punished with beating and slaughter of his cattle.

When I entered the hut immediately

I realized that, I wasn’t alone. Curious eyes were everywhere, eyes of lions and antelopes that won’t blink any more. It was strange, because at home in Milan I’ve never seen such things before. I’m a photographer and

I came to Tanzania to take some photos of

a ”dito” who is the lover of the Masai warrior.

I’d just finished at a Masai ritual where the 15-year-old boys become circumcised and become young wariors named Morani. The ritual’s rhythm filled me with thrill and desire.

I smelt fresh blood in the air and I was confused. So in the hut I was looking for a suitable place to relax. I cought sight of a

fur of a lion in the middle. Right after I was lying on it.

Yes. It’s a wild wild world -repeated it. 'Women! What a sore life is yours!’

I’d just got know that girls here are circumcised before their marriage. They will never get know sexual pleasure, only sex pain, in ther lifetime. Nor Ilomi.

Ilomi was the name of a Masai young woman who liked me. I attracted the attention of her two weeks ago at a rainmaking ritual when she together with her girlfriend sang for the rain. Her figure was so fragile and her antelope-body was covered beautiful necklaces that let me see her pretty and strong nipples. We couldn’t speak the other’s language but we understood each other.

It was a secret relationship without words between an European man and an African woman. And her smell was so sweet and...suddenly I sat up. She was there.

I rose and I felt my heart in my throat. She stood in the corner among zebra skins and cushions. She wore only necklaces. Her face was peaceful and majestic. She looked like an African queen.