After school, Lordina and Vivian wanted me to teach them. In fact, they begged me to because we had an upcoming “speed test” and they were bent on making the pass mark. Truth be told, I wanted to stay and help them but I didn’t want Madam to be angry because I didn’t make it. I could have equally given the books to someone else to send but a part of me wanted her deeply so I didn’t want to miss the opportunity to get intimate and sexual with her. At least that was what I believed she wanted. “See, give me one hour, I will be back. There’s an errand I need to run. If I am not back by then, we can reschedule the classes for tomorrow morning. I really wish I could teach you…” I pleaded with the girls. The message on their faces nearly made me reconsider but I priced Madam Faustina over anything. After a little convincing, they decided to wait. Their determination was admirable but came at the wrong time.
As soon as I settled with them, I rushed to the washroom to get my face washed. I wasn’t a “head turner” but I had my charms. I cleaned my face, eased myself and went back to class for the books. On my way to the class, Prudence met me and demanded that we talked. “Which kind enemies of progress are these? Ah… Small thing I Wan enjoy.” I said to myself as I frowned my face. She knew something was up so she didn’t insist as she would normally do. “Can we make it during dinning, I am going somewhere right now…” I tried as much as possible to suppress my anger. She was disappointed but I wasn’t in the mood to pamper so I left her and went for the books. When I got to the class, I couldn’t find the books. I checked inside my bag, beneath my desk yet they were no where to be found. My heart started racing and I became extremely anxious. “Lordina, please did you see the books I placed here?” I asked her politely after several failed attempts. “Books? I really didn’t see any book.” She replied. “Ah… Didn’t you send them away?” Vivian asked rhetorically. It was then that I remembered that I left it in the washroom. I thanked her, smiled my frustration off and headed straight to the washroom wondering boys won’t tear it to wipe their rusty dusty. Fortunately for me, they were intact when I got there.
The closer I was to the bungalow, the more anxious I became and my anxiety equally refused to be controlled. I had to use the book to cover my front because the erection was very strong. I hurried, tried very hard not to draw attention to myself but I did. Teachers who knew me kept wondering what I was doing at the teachers’ bungalow. I had never been there so it was understandable. When I got to Madam’s bungalow, her car wasn’t there but the door was opened. I perceived foul play but I still went on though. I knocked twice without response. I then clapped as hard as I could continuously before I heard footsteps approaching. My heart started beating faster again but I tried to control myself. “Yes… Please how can I help you?” The young, curvy and beautiful lady who met me at the door was definitely not Madam Faustina but she was extremely familiar. I looked at her for a second time, a third time and as if it was planned, we shouted each other’s name. “Gifty!!! What the hell are you doing here? Ain’t you supposed to be in school?” I asked with excitement. Gifty was one of the girls I was intimate with in my first school. We were very close but mostly after school. We were both from strict homes so we used our time together as escapism. ” This is my aunt’s place… ” She replied and my libido died immediately. At least for Madam Faustina. I couldn’t do both Aunty and niece. Gifty asked me in, gave me a chair and sat right by me. It been ages so before I could ask why she was there, my mouth was in hers….. (Story Continues)