“I’m so sorry about what happened earlier. I had no idea what that was all about. Sincerely, I’m sorry…” I said while staring deep into her eyes. Instead of going after Lordina, I decided to go to Prudence’s class instead. Her friendship was equally very important and I couldn’t tell if Lordina wasn’t in on the setup just to discredit me. ” Saint, I told you to stay away from those girls. They are bullies, they have no heart nor dignity. I don’t know why you are too keen on being in their company.” Prudence said passionately and even though I could try explaining, I just apologized. She was obviously sad and angry so I knew she wasn’t going to tell me what she had in mind earlier so I just left to class, expecting the day to be as difficult as ever. I found myself on the wrong side of the table.
During the day, I had the opportunity to talk to Vivian. She wasn’t willingly receptive but my calmness and patience did the magic. While I was talking to her, she pretended she wasn’t listening but she answered every question slowly but audibly. Probably she was trying to avoid unnecessary attention. She made me understand that the whole thing was more about Daniella’s love for power and control. Thus, she always wanted to be the one making the key decision so when I saw Lordina before her, it stroke a nerve. Talking to Vivian for just that limited time made me understand who I was dealing with. I couldn’t tell why I was going over the moon for them and I had thought of letting go on several occasions but the more I do, the more I am convinced there is good in them. I like Vivian, not just because she was beautiful as well but she was jovial in an annoying way. If you aren’t gifted with the kind of patience I had, you may be tempted to walk out on her. Truth be told, I was glad I spoke to her.
“Saint, so you have refused to do what I asked you to? I haven’t gotten any feedback neither from you nor the girls. Is everything OK?” Madam Faustina called me over to question me. She was in her car when she called me so I wasn’t expecting to be scolded over the girls. While she was talking with her usual charm my eyes were fixed on her cleavage. She was wearing a light dress with an opening wide enough for my two hands to pass. I was struggling to look away but she kept asking me to look at her in the eyes. She thought I was just shy, she probably had no idea she was arousing me. Since I knew I was doing my best for the girls to come on board with me, I didn’t try to make them look bad before her. I took the blame because taking the blame actually gave me enough time to appreciate her red bra and her stretch marks-free breast. At least I could see a little of it.
“You can go…. Saint… Saint… Saint!!!” I was caught absent minded. She realized something was wrong. Quickly she bend her head to look at her cleavage. I was ashamed that she caught me in the act and will probably not have anything to do with me again. Fear gripped my heart and any attempt to say a word of apology or explain failed. To my surprise, she just smiled it off. “You like what you see?” She asked. “Madam please you said?” I asked pretending as if I didn’t hear what she said. I was amazed she was that cool with me staring critically at her breast in obvious admiration….. (Story Continues)