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Tim's Stories ' A COSTLY MISTAKE
Let’s Talk With Vicky

CHAPTER 6

I immediately went into depression. How could Sasha be pregnant. What was I going to do? Oh my gosh!! I was finished. I became so depressed that I couldn’t go to work on that day. I called my boss and told him that I was taking the day off. He asked what the matter was, and I told him that I had developed a sudden running stomach because of something I ate the previous day. H granted my permission to stay home without any further questions.

At home, all alone, I sat in my living room and a thousand thoughts crossed my mind. The first thought that came to my mind was to escape and go back to Douala where my family lived presently. That meant I had to abandon my job. What would I tell my parents? What would I tell the principal? I was sure to get sanctioned by the school for abdicating my duties. I was confused. Another thought that came to my mind was to call Sandra and propose us having an abortion, but I doubted she would accept.

She had delayed taking just a simple drug because according to her, she had developed cold feet. That to me could translate to fear. She was afraid that some harm might come to her if she took the drug. So, how was I sure that I was going to succeed to convince her to go with my plans. I thought until my head started aching. I realized I couldn’t do it on my own. So, I decided to contact my neighbour, Helga, who was a nurse. I hated to interact with my neighbours. However, in this case, I had no choice.

I had taken Helga’s number during our last tenant’s meeting. It had been decided during that meeting that all tenants should have each other’s numbers for security purposes. So, late that night, because I couldn’t sleep, I texted Helga.

“Hi, Helga. Good evening.” I began.

“Good evening, Prof.” She replied after five minutes. “Hmm! This one that you are texting me, hope everything is alright.”

“Yes, everything is alright. I just wish to make a small inquiry about something medical.”

“Alright, I am all ears.”

“Is it possible for a woman to get pregnant after having s*x just once?”

“Yes, it is. Is anything the matter?”

“Not really. How long does it take for pregnancy to be detected after unprotected s*x?”

“Mmm, about ten days. However, a woman can only be very certain after she missed her period.”

“But a friend of mine tested for pregnancy after three days and told me the test result came back positive.”

“That is highly unlikely.” She replied. “Something must have gone wrong.”

“Really?” I asked, feeling a bit relieved. My hope was returning. “So, what do you think could have gone wrong?”

“There are two things. It is either the pregnancy strip was faulty, or the test wasn’t properly conducted.” She explained.

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“So, Helga, you are saying a faulty strip, and a poorly conducted test can affect the outcome of the test?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, thank you very much.”

“Welcome, Prof. Are you sure everything is alright? You can rely on me if there is any issue.”

“Don’t worry, Helga. I will be fine.”

My chat with Helga had brough renewed hope to me. She said it wasn’t possible for pregnancy to be detected withing three days. So, how come Sasha’s test showed positive? It was unlikely that the test strip was faulty. The pharmacy from which I had bought it was very reputable. They didn’t sell fake goods. That left me with only one possible explanation. Sasha hadn’t followed the instructions properly.

It was possible she hadn’t followed the instructions properly. She was naïve and young. She was very inexperienced in those things. Also, she had to do the test in hiding for fear of not being caught by her parents. That could have led to her making mistakes. That meant we had to conduct another test. I needed to talk to her immediately. However, it was late, and I couldn’t call or text. Her phone could be with her parents.

The next day, I woke up very early and went to school. I hoped to meet Sasha so that we could discuss the way forward. I wanted to explain to her that we need to conduct another test so that we could really ascertain whether she was pregnant or not.

When I went to their class that afternoon, I was told that she was not in school. A friend of hers said that she had gone to the airport with her family. Her elder brother was travelling out of the country. I was very disappointed. I had no patience. I wanted the matter thrashed as soon as possible. However, there was nothing I could do.

The whole of that week, Sasha didn’t come to school. Her number too, was not available. I was very worried. What if she was really pregnant? That meant the pregnancy was now slowly growing. Where was Sasha for heaven’s sake?

On Monday, the following week, after I had spent a very long and uncertain weekend, I came to school very early and saw that Sasha had come to school. I was very relieved and happy, though I was a bit crossed with her. I invited her to my office immediately.

“What is the meaning of this, Sasha? Where have you been?”

“I am sorry, Sir. The past week has really been busy for me. But I have come back na.”

“And so? Why didn’t you try to contact me?” I was still annoyed.

“My phone wasn’t with me. My elder brother was travelling. He had bought a new iPhone. He hadn’t created an iCloud account yet. So, he was using my phone. He put his SIM in my phone. I am sorry, please. There was no way for me to let you know. I am really, really sorry.”

“That is okay. I was very worried, but it is alright. Now about the pregnancy issue. How are you feeling now? Any signs and symptoms that the pregnancy is growing?” I asked, afraid of the reply.

“Mmm! Not really. My breast hurts sometimes, but that could be because of the way you sucked them last time. Other than that, every other thing is alright.” She explained.

“Don’t you feel sleepy?”

“No.”

“Tired?”

“No.”

“Do you have cravings?”

“Yes, but only for ice cream, but come to think of it, who doesn’t have cravings for ice cream?” She smiled.

I was happy with her response. She wasn’t having any pregnancy symptoms, except for her breasts. That could mean anything and was no source for concern. Helga, the nurse could be right after all. She might not be pregnant, but I still needed to be sure, and the only way I could do that was to go for another test.

“I want us to do another test?” I announced.

“Really? What is the reason?”

“I want us to be sure whether you are really pregnant or not.”

“But I am not pregnant, I am sure I am not.”

“But the test result showed you were.”

“Yes, that is true, but I don’t feel like it. Anyway, if you insist that we should do another test, then another test we will do.”

“Good girl. So, how soon can we do it.” I asked, pleased with her cooperation so far.

“It can only be Saturday na. We have a catchup class on Saturday with Mr. Charles. I could skip the class and come to your house instead.” She spoke.

“Alright, Saturday is fine by me.”

Just then the bell for the first period rang and I asked her to go to class.

“No kiss, Sir?” She asked, moving towards me.

“Are you nuts? We are in school?” I cautioned her.

“So, what? Please, kiss me. It’s been long.”

As we kissed, she touched my LGA with her hand. It was already very hard.

“Chai! You have already developed a woody. You are a very active man.”

“Please, go to class, Sasha. Someone could walk in at any time.” I warned.

She gave me a quick peck before hurrying back to class. After she had gone, I sat down on my comfortable office chair and thought about everything. I couldn’t wait for Saturday to come. I had had some peace now. However, my peace wouldn’t be complete until the new test had been conducted and the results known.

Saturday was here. I was sitting in my living room, and watching My Media Prime on my TV when my phone rang. I checked and it was Sasha. I picked immediately.

“Hello, Sir.”

“Sasha, are you on your way already?”

“Yes, Sweet.”

“That is good, can you find your way, or you want me to get Baristine to help you?”

“I can find my way. I don’t need Baristine’s help. Besides, I don’t want to associate with him again. He talks a lot. I prefer Theodore.”

“Alright, have it your way.”

“Are you at home?” She asked.”

“Of course, I am at home.”

“Have you had breakfast? What should I get for you you?”

“Please, just come first. We can worry about breakfast later.”

“Alright, let me get an okada.”

Fifteen minutes later, she shifted the blind of my main door and walked in. She was looking really cool. She was wearing a tight faded distressed jeans and a white fitting T Shirt. I loved the way the jean carved out her behind. It made me want to feast on it immediately. However, I had a more urgent business at hand. So, I had to postpone the feasting.

“You didn’t knock.” I complained as soon as she walked in.

“Why should I? Didn’t you know I was coming? Besides, the door was open.”

“You still had to knock. It’s good manners.”

“I have heard. So, have you bought the strip?” She asked.

“Yes.”

“Then let’s get on with it immediately. We don’t have all day. I won’t be taking too long today.”

“Okay, let’s go into the bedroom. You have to p*e in a container. Go to the bath and p*e, then bring it to me.” I directed.

“But I am not feeling as to p*e.”

“Force it.”

“How?”

Since she was not feeling as to p*e, we laid on the bed and started kissing. It got very intense that I removed her jeans and then her pant and wanted to get on her.

“Hey! Stop. Have you forgotten that we have a test to do?”

“That’s true. Are you feeling as to p*e now?” I asked.

“Yes, let me go and do it.”

She went to the bath and p*ed. Before she could come back, I had p*eled opened the test strip. When she got back, we conducted the test together, and with beating hearts, watched it. There was just one line. She was negative.

She screamed and jumped on my body with joy. She was very happy and so was I. However, as a man, I didn’t show how happy I was. Decided that I would wait for her to go before I do my private celebration.

“Let’s celebrate it.” She spoke, happily.

“How? I don’t have drinks at home.”

“Let’s have s*x.”

“Won’t it be painful?”

“I will persevere.”

I got my condom, fitted it and got on her. I had already pe*****ted a few inches the other day. So, the struggle today wasn’t very intense before I succeeded to have a full pe*******on. She screamed and moaned as I pounded away. When we were finally done and I had released, I checked the condom to make sure it hadn’t burst. This time around, nothing had happened. It was fine and there was no puncture. I looked at her lying on the bed, naked like the day she was born.

“You were screaming and moaning at the same time. You got me confused. Were you feeling pains or pleasure?” I asked.

“Both, but the pleasure was more than the pains. In fact, it was very sweet.” She laughed and beckoned on me to come to bed. She wanted to lay her head on my chest.

As she laid on my bare chest, rubbing the hairs on my chest, she told me how much she loved me. She said she had never met a man as caring, loving and understanding as me. She said she wanted us to remain that way forever, especially as she had finally given her virginity to me.

“I don’t want you to ever leave me. If you do, I will kill myself.”

“Really, why would you kill yourself for a man?” I was afraid.

“You are not just any man. You are Mr. Jones, my sweet Sir. The man my heart has chosen. We have zinged.”

“Zing? What does that mean?”

“Try watching Hotel Transylvania.”

I looked blankly on the ceiling and felt bad. I had loved her dearly this past month. However, after the tension and stress I went through when I thought she had gotten pregnant, I had come to realize how dangerous the game I was playing actually was. I was coming back to my senses. I had started coming to the conclusion that I had to discontinue the relationship. For the sake of my job, my life, my sanity, and every other thing that mattered to me, I had to break up with Sasha.

However, Sasha was madly in love with me, and wanted a long-term relationship with. How were we going to reconcile this? What were we going to do? How would I tell Sasha, without hurting her, that my heart was no longer with her, without sparking a rumpus? Trouble was brewing, she will be greatly hurt. Her tender heart would be ripped to pieces. However, I had to do it. For once, I had to put myself first. I decided that I would tell her when we meet the next time, and of course there would be serious consequences.

She had warned that if I ever left her, she would kill herself.

TO BE CONTINUED…

29/08/2023

Tim's Stories ' A COSTLY MISTAKE
Let’s Talk With Vicky

CHAPTER 5

Scared, I dumped the used latex into the toilet and flushed, but it didn’t go. As you know, rubber doesn’t get flushed easily down the loo when you do it the conventional way of flushing. So, I put water in a bucket and poured in the toilet bowl, and finally it went. I walked back to the room and looked at Sasha.

“Eve.” I called.

“Why do you call me that?” She asked.

“Because you are as naked as even when she was created by the Almighty.”

“Then, in that case, you would be Adam.” She laughed.

I put on my undershot and sat beside her on the bed.

“Now that we have had s*x, are you still going to be calling me ‘Sir’?”

“Your respect remains, are you not my man?” She asked, smiling but I didn’t smile. I was worried.

“There is something I would like to tell you.” I spoke.

“What is it about?” She was curious and looked me right in the eyes.

“The condom punctured.” I told her.

“What?”

“Yes, it did. I checked it when I was about to discard it and noticed that it had burst.” I explained.

“Oh my gosh! Sweet Sir, what are we going to do now? I told you that I was unsafe. So, it is likely that I could already be pregnant.” She was worried.

“Mmmmm! It kind of feels good to carry my child. Does it not?” I joked.

“Please, stop joking. I am serious. What are we going to do about it? If my parents find out, I am doomed. They will beat me up seriously. As for you, well, I don’t need to tell you what will happen to you. So, think fast.”

“Don’t worry, I know what to do. There is a drug called postinor. A woman can take it within forty-eight hours of meeting a man when she is afraid that she might be pregnant. I will get it for you so that you can take it immediately.”

“Sure?”

“Sure, let me get Baristine.”

I took my phone and called Baristine.

“Perica.” I called.

“Yes, Grand. Is the hostage situation over?” He laughed.

“Yes, come and take her home.”

Thirty minutes later, Baristine showed up and took Sasha home, but before they went, I gave Baristine some instructions.

“Peri.”

“Yes, my own Prof. Any problem?”

“Not really. Do you know the drug called postinor?” I asked.

“Yes, na. Who no know that drug? I know it.”

“Alright, as you are taking Sasha home, look for a pharmacy and buy the drug for her. Do you understand.”

“Yes, Répé.”

“Good, now, Sasha…” I spoke, turning to her. “…make sure you take the drug as soon as you get home. Do you hear me?”

“Yes, Sweet.”

“Make sure you hide it in your bag. Don’t let anyone see it. Do you understand?”

“Yes, but I have a question, Sweet.”

“Yes, what is the matter?”

“I am a bit afraid. Is the drug harmful? What if something happens to me?” She asked.

“Don’t be afraid, Baby. Nothing whatsoever will happen to you. The drug is completely safe with no side effects.” I assured her.

“Are you sure?”

“Of course, I am sure.”

“Okay, I will.”

“As soon as you do, text me and let me know that you have taken it.” I instructed.

“But you said we shouldn’t text again na.”

“Yes, I said that. But it is important that you do this time. Delete the text and clear your chat as soon as you are sure that I have received your message.”

“Okay, I will.”

Sasha and Baristine had left now. I was all alone at home replaying all what had happened that afternoon. I smiled to myself foolishly as I thought of all the things we did. These young ladies were really sweet, I thought to myself. I decided that henceforth, I would only date girls who were about Sasha’s age. They were easier to handle and control, and because they lived with their parents, they were not too financially demanding. They were also very fresh and had not been used by many men. They had a low or no body count at all. I smiled again as I thought of that.

However, there were risks involved. A good number of them, especially those ajebota ones came from rich homes. Their parents were mostly the wealthy and influential men in the town. If you were caught dating one of them, not to talk of getting them pregnant, you were doomed. I thought of the situation in my office where the principal almost caught me with Sasha. I would have gone straight to jail. I shuddered at the thought of that.

It was about 8:00 PM now and I had still not gotten a text from Sasha to confirm whether she had taken the drug or not. I waited till 10:00 o’clock and still no text. I got worried and called Baristine. He confirmed that he indeed bought the drug and gave to her. However, he hadn’t been able to see her since then, in spite of the fact that they lived in the same neighbourhood. I wondered what to do next, but no ideas came to my mind. I had to make sure that she took the drugs before forty-eight hours. The longer she delayed, the more it became likely that the drug might not work.

I had to do something. So, I decided against all odds, to text Sasha. As I typed the text, I prayed and hoped that the phone was not with her parents. I sent the text and waited for a reply. Instead, she blue-ticked me. I became more worried than ever. I called and she didn’t pick. What could be happening? I thought to myself.

I stayed up late that night worrying. I finally went to bed hoping that when I got up in the morning, I would receive a text from her. The first thing I did when I woke up that early Sunday morning, even before I had prayed, was to check my phone. I was disappointed when I saw that there was still nothing from Sasha. I became so angry that I almost flung the phone against the wall.

Sunday came and went and still, I received no message form Sasha. I tried calling her several times, but her phone had been switched off. The next day, which was Monday, I went to school very early hoping to see her and talk to her before classes began. I waited anxiously for her to walk through the school gate, but she didn’t. I waited until the time for my first class of the day reached, but still didn’t see her. So, I went to class.

After class, I went back to my office. As soon as I reached the office, I checked my phone and noticed that I had two missed calls. They were both from Sasha. With my heart beating fast, I called her back.

“Hello! Hello, Sasha.”

“Yes, Sir. How are you?”

“I am not fine, Sasha. I am worried. What is wrong with you? Why have you not been taking my calls or replying my messages?”

“I am sorry, Sir. I was feeling very sick this weekend. I didn’t even have time to attend to my phone. That is why. I am so sorry.” She apologized.

“That is alright. So, why are you not in school? I haven’t seen you in school.”

“Sir, I am still not feeling well. So, I decided to take the day off. I am sure I will be in school tomorrow.”

“Okay, there is no problem. I just wanted to fight out if you took the drug like we agreed."

“Sir, I am sorry, but I didn’t.”

“What? Are you mad? Are you nuts? I thought I told you the implications of not taking the drug on time? Are you out of your mind, Sasha? Do you want to get pregnant? Do you want to put me in trouble?” I was terribly vexed.

“I am sorry, na Sweet Sir. I developed cold feet. However, I will take it now. I will take it right away.”

“It’s already more than forty-eight hours now. Oh my gosh, Sasha. You have killed me. Anyway, take it immediately and do a video while taking it. I want to be sure that you have actually taken it. When you are done, send the video to me. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir.”

A few minutes later, she sent the video to my phone. I watched it and became convinced that she had taken the drug this time around. I felt a bit relieved, but I was still worried. She had wasted too much time before taking it. Whatever was in her stomach, if at all there was anything there, must have already started developing. I marveled with disdain, why Sasha should handle something as serious as that with kid gloves. Anyway, it was better late than never. I hoped and prayed that it worked.

The next day, Sasha still didn’t come to school. I went to her class and was told she had not come. I sent for Baristine and he told me that he saw her that morning, but didn’t know why she didn’t come to school. I called her and she picked. She was crying when she picked. I asked her what the matter was, and she told me that she couldn’t come to school because she was having serious belly ache, and her breasts also hurt and had become very tender.

Her breasts hurt and they were tender! Jesus Christ!! Didn’t they say tender breasts were one of the early signs of pregnancy? Oh! Sasha had killed me. She delayed taking the drug and now, it didn’t work. I had landed myself in serious trouble. My worst fears were coming to pass.

“Sasha, do you think there is a possibility that the drug didn’t work?” I asked.

“I don’t know, Sir. I really don’t know.”

“You know what? We need to conduct a pregnancy test.” I told her.

“A pregnancy test?” She sounded surprised. “Is that necessary?”

“Yes, of course it is very necessary. We need to ascertain whether you are pregnant or not.”

“What is the use, Sir. Why don’t we just wait for my me**es to come, or for when it is supposed to come. If it doesn’t, then we will know that I am pregnant.” She proposed.

“And then, do what? It might take about three weeks for your me**es to come. Do you know what that means? By then, the pregnancy, if it is there would have already developed. We cannot wait till that time. We have to know now so that we can start thinking of the way forward if the test results show positive.” I lectured her.

“Okay, I agree with you. So, how do we conduct the test. I can’t go to the hospital because my parents would obviously find out. What would I tell them I was going to the hospital to do?”

“We don’ t need to go to the hospital. Pregnancy strips are sold in almost every pharmacy in town. I will get it and bring to you. You will do the test, snap the results and send to me via WhatsApp.” I told her.

“But I don’t know how to do the test.” She complained.

“Of course, you will learn. What do you have a phone for? Go to Google and read the instructions. You will be directed on how to do it. I will also send you voice notes and snapshots explaining how to do it. Do you understand?”

Yes, Sir. So, when am I getting the pregnancy strip.?”

“Tonight. After school, I will pass by a pharmacy and get one. At night, I will come to your neighbourhood. Please, let your phone be on. In fact, keep it by you. I will come to your neighbourhood around 7:00 PM. When I get there, I will call you to come and get it.”

"Why don't you give it to Baristine to give it to me?"

"No, I want Baristine to henceforth, be kept away from this."

“Ok, Sir. I will be waiting for your call.”

After school that day, I went straight to a pharmacy and told the sales girl that I wanted a pregnancy strip. She was there with two other girls. As soon as I mentioned what I wanted to buy, they all turned around and looked at me as if I was the first person to ever buy a pregnancy strip. I stared them down until they took their eyes away from me.

“There are two types, Sir. Which one do you want?” The salesgirl asked.

“Which are the two types?”

“There is one for two thousand and five hundred, and another one for five hundred.”

“I beg. I don’t think there is any difference. Give me the one for five hundred.”

“Okay, Sir. How many of them?”

“Two.”

She got two, put them in a plastic bag, collected my money and gave me my receipt. I hailed a passing okada and went home. When I got home, I set my phone to alarm at 6:30. Then, I went to the bath, freshened up, came to the bedroom and fell asleep.

At exactly 6:30 PM, my phone alarm went off. I quickly got up from bed, washed my face, combed my hair and went out of the house. As I stood in front of my house looking for an okada, I called Sasha and told her that I was on my way already. She said she was waiting. A bike came soon after, and I boarded it and went to Sasha’s neighbourhood.

It was already dark now. When I got there, I called her, and she told me to give her a minute. I stood there waiting. The minute she asked me to give her was becoming five minutes. I was already getting angry and impatient when she showed up from behind. I turned around happily when she called my name.

“Sasha, here it is. I have already sent you the instructions on how to do it. You can also research on Google. I have to go now.” I spoke hastily.

“Okay, I understand, but when am I to do it? Is it this night?” She asked.

“No, you can’t do it this night. They say it is more preferable to do it early in the morning.”

“Why?”

“Because that is the time that your HCG cells are most concentrated and would be easily detected.” I explained.

“Alright, but what are HCG cells?”

“Human Chorionic Gonadotropin. Look, I am a History and Literature teacher. I am not a biology teacher. I have to go now. I will be expecting the results.”

“Okay, thank you.”

“Remember to be discreet. No one should find out about this.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, Sweet Sir.”

I took the next available okada and went back home. When I got home, I bathed again because I had been sweating as a result of the tension. After, I went to the bedroom and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, I woke up from bed to start preparing for work. I checked my phone but there was no message yet from Sasha. I went to the bath and bathed. While I was bathing, I heard my phone beeped. I was sure it was a notification from WhatsApp. I waited until I had finished bathing before going to check. When I got to the bedroom, I grabbed my phone and opened it. With my hands shaking I went to WhatsApp, and there was a message from Sasha. It was a snapshot.

I clicked on it and it downloaded immediately and opened. The phone almost fell off my hand. It was the picture of a pregnancy strip. There were two red lines on it. Two red lines on a pregnancy strip could mean only one thing.

Sasha was pregnant.

TO BE CONTINUED…

27/08/2023

Tim's Stories ' A COSTLY MISTAKE 🔞
Let’s Talk With Vicky

CHAPTER 4

I froze when I heard the principal’s hand on the doorknob. He pushed the door but it didn’t give way. He tried again, and once again, the door didn’t give way.

“This man has gone home, already?” He asked himself and started walking away.

I looked at Sasha, and she was as frozen as a statue. However, as the principal walked away, we both started relaxing. I even smiled a little. Sasha’s skirt was still on her feet, I asked her to wear her skirt properly because I was no longer in the mood. Sasha, however, was a tough little fella and wanted us to continue. My spirit was willing to continue, too. However, my body was giving me a different signal. My thing which was already up, had now collapsed.

Sasha dressed up and we both waited in my office to be sure that the principal had already gone. After about five minutes, and we were sure that he was really gone, I opened the door cautiously and p*eped outside to make sure the coast was clear. It was, so, I asked Sasha to leave. She hurriedly went to her class, collected her bag and went out of the school.

Phew!! That was close. I came close to being caught. I wondered what would have happened if the principal had walked in on us in that kind of situation. It would have been horrible. I hated to think of what would have really happened.

The next day, I came late to school because my landlord had convened an emergency meeting that morning. When I finally got to school, I got information that a student had gone missing. She was in form five, and had not been seen in school for almost a week. She wasn’t home either. Her parents came to school to find out what was happening and if any of her friends or classmates knew her whereabouts.

I knew where she was, but I couldn’t say anything. That student, whose name was Martha, was dating a young man who was at the school for internship. I had seen them many times snuggling in corners of the school. However, I decided that it was not my business. So, I was going to keep quiet.

The parents of the students were very worried. Her father was a magistrate. That meant whoever was keeping her was taking a very big risk. If he was caught, he would go straight to jail. The police stormed the school campus and carried out investigations. Many of Martha’s friends were called and questioned, but they all said they had no idea about her whereabout.

Martha had the habit of saving her phone contacts manually in a book. So, her parents, while searching her box for any clues that could explain her sudden disappearance, saw her phonebook and went through her contacts. They saw one that looked suspicious because of the way she stored it and decided to call. When they did, it was the young teacher who was on practicum who picked.

“Hello.” Martha’s mother greeted.

“Hello, who am I talking to?” Mr. Sam, as he was called, asked.

“This is Martha’s mum. We got your number from her phonebook. Please, she has gone missing. Do you have any information about her whereabouts?”

“Martha? No, I don’t. What happened.” He lied.

“She has not been seen by anyone for some days now, and we are very worried.” Her mum spoke.

Mr. Sam was about to speak when Martha spoiled the show for him. She didn’t know that it was her mum calling. She was just from bathing and met Mr. Sam, her sweetheart, on the phone. Without thinking, she impulsively asked.

“Honey, who is there? Who are you on the phone with?”

Mr. Sam tried to hush her down, but it was too late. Her mother had already heard her voice and recognized it instantly.

“Is that not my daughter speaking in the background?” She asked angrily.

“No, Mam. She is not the one. What are you talking about?” He was already sweating. Mama Martha wasn’t convinced.

“So, you are the one keeping my daughter, Mr. Sam. What kind of a useless teacher at you? Is it not enough that you are dating her, in spite of the fact that you are her teacher? You still had to keep her in your house for days, making her to stay away from school and missing her classes. I will deal with you. Just wait for me tomorrow in the school.” She threatened.

Mr. Sam became very afraid. That night, he released Martha and sent her back to their house. He, himself, packed his bags and fled to Douala where he came from. He abandoned his internship halfway and never returned. When the police came to school the next day to get him, they realized that they were too late. Their bird had flown.

The things happening between teachers and students in that school were supposed to put some sense into my head. However, I decided that my own case would be different. I was going to take all the necessary precautions to make sure that I wasn’t caught. So, I made the following resolutions.

Firstly, I was never going to meet with Sasha in my office again, or anywhere around the school campus. Secondly, I would never text her again. It was about time I started making use of my two lawyers, Baristine and Theodore. I called them to my office that afternoon. Theodore was busy and didn’t show up. Baristine, however, showed up on time.

“Grand, I salute.” He greeted.

“Perica, how far?”

“Grand, your peri dey. You say make we do how noh?”

“I want Sasha to come to my house tomorrow. How do you think we can achieve that?” I asked.

“Tomorrow is Saturday.”

“Yes, but you guys can work something out. Please, I need a solution. Any ideas?”

“Okay, this is what we will do.” Baristine began. “We will tell her to tell her parents that they would be having special classes that Saturday. When she leaves home, I will bring her to your place instead. What do you think, Grand?”

“Smart idea. However, there is always the possibility that her parents might refuse.” I was skeptical.

“They won’t. They worry too much about her education. They would only be so happy that she is attending extra classes.” He assured me.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, Grand frere.”

“Okay, thank you. Look for her now and talk about it with her.”

“Confirm, Grand. Your place dey.”

I was home that Saturday, relaxing and listening to Iyanya’s One Side. I was sitting in the living room and sipping juice. My house was now fully equipped. So, it was convenient to bring any lady back home. My phone rang and I checked. It was Baristine.

“Peri.”

“Yes, Grand. We do how? I dey with Sasha for your quartier.”

“Wow!! Okay, bring her to my house. You can still remember where I live, right?”

“Yes, we are coming.”

I didn’t want my nosey neighbours to see me and Sasha. So, I stayed indoors and waited for Baristine to bring her right into my house.

I heard my doorbell ring and asked them to come in. They both walked in smiling. I stood up and gave Sasha a tight hug. I removed five thousand from my wallet and gave Baristine. I told him to share it with Theodore. He thanked me and left. I locked the door and sat down on a sofa opposite Sasha.

I had never seen her without her school uniform. Today, she looked really beautiful and mature. I couldn’t believe it was my Sasha. She was looking too good.

“Welcome to my home, sweet Sasha.”

“Thank you, sweet Sir.”

“I understand that you lied to your parents that you were going for a class, right?”

“Yes, it was all your idea nah. You, Mr. Jones, is an evil genius.” She laughed.

“You don’t even know. I am so evil that I went to hell and the devil himself rejected me. He said he had never seen a man more malevolent than him. He didn’t want competition.” I spoke and Sasha laughed until tears came to her eyes.

“It shows.” She remarked.

“Right? Anyway, that was a comic relief. I would love to know how long you can stay out of your house and not run into trouble with your parents.”

“Six o’clock maximum.” She replied. “After six, I would be in big trouble.”

“Alright, I understand. It’s just ten o’clock now. That means, we have many hours to spend together.” I said, happily. “How do you intend we spend the day?”

“You decide, you are the man.”

“Let’s go into my bedroom.”

We went to the bedroom, and she removed her T-shirt and trousers and remained just with her inner wear and pants. I was just in my undershorts. I connected my speakers to my phone via Bluetooth so that I could control the music playing in the living room from my phone. As the music played, I turned my attention to her.

“How does it feel like, lying on a bed with your teacher, both of you naked?” I asked.

“I don’t know, but I am naturally an adventurous person. So, I don’t have an issue with that.” She replied confidently.

“Okay, so, can I make love to you?”

“Do whatever you want.”

That was my cue. I planted my lips on hers and she responded fully. There was no hurrying, so, we kissed like forever. Then, I sent my hand behind her and unstrapped her bra. As soon as the bra was removed, her breast came out full and plump. I grabbed them and started feasting on them hungrily as she wriggled and squirmed and made soft romantic noises of pleasure. After a while, I sent my hand below and began removing her pant.

I had difficulty in that area because she was lying down. She noticed that I was struggling and elevated her waist slightly in order to make things easy for me. Soon, the pant came off and she was now as naked as the empty magazine of a gun. I removed my undershot too, exposing my long, hard and erect LGA. She was very shy and covered her face. I removed one of her hands from her face and made her hold it.

“Wow!!” She exclaimed. “It’s so hard.”

“Yeah, you want it inside you?”

“I don’t know.” She replied, taking her hand off. I grabbed her hand and put it back there.

“Don’t be shy. Please, feel free.”

“Okay, I will try.

As she held my LGA in her inexperienced hands and rubbed it gently, I took my hand down to her VG and gently rubbed the hairs on it. It drove her so crazy that she couldn’t concentrate. She turned towards me and held me very tight. I put a finger inside and tried to pe*****te but realized that it was very tight. I wondered if she would be able to cope. I used my smaller finger and she seemed to be comfortable with that one because she held me tighter and started moaning.

When I was sure that she was wet enough, I fitted my protection and got on her. I tried to pe*****te but it didn’t go. She screamed loudly, but the sound of her screams was muffled by the loud music going on.

“Are you alright?” I asked.

“It’s painful.”

“So, what do you intend that we do?”

“I don’t know. I can’t continue. It’s too painful.”

“Okay, then let’s leave it like that.” I said, feeling pity for her.

I got up from her and removed the protection. I wrapped it in a piece of paper and placed it on my nightstand.

“Have u sucked an LGA before?” I asked her.

“How can you ask that kind of a question? This is my first time of ever getting intimate with anyone.”

“Oh, I am sorry. So, would you love to try?”

“Maybe, I don’t know.”

I made her sit on the bed, and then brought my erect LGA close to her mouth. She opened it and started sucking. She was of course, inexperienced and because of that, her teeth hurt me. So, I removed it to save myself any further pain. I looked at her and spoke.

“I know what is in your mouth. You can’t even speak.”

“What is it?”

“Spit, right?”

“Yes, she agreed.”

She got up from the bed, pushed me aside and ran into the toilet, locking the door behind her. I smiled as I heard her spitting seriously. It was her first experience so; it was only natural that she would react that way. After a while. She went to the sink, cleaned her mouth with water and came back to the bedroom.

“Should we continue?” I asked.

“No, I don’t want it again. It’s nauseating. I almost puked.”

“Okay, I am sorry about that.”

“It’s alright.”

“You can put on your clothes now.” I told her.

“Why?”

“You said we can’t continue.”

“But how about you, you are still hard.” She was concerned.

“Don’t bother about me. I will be fine.”

“But I have been told that men feel pains when they become hard and do not release.”

“It’s a lie.” I spoke. “Don’t worry. All I need is a little time and I will be fine.”

“I am not sure. You know what? Let’s try again.”

“Try what?”

“Sex.”

“You said it was painful.” I reminded her.

“Yes, but let’s try nevertheless.”

It is so hard to predict women. Just a few minutes ago, she had complained of pains. Here she was again, urging me to continue. I asked her about her menstrual cycle and whether she was safe or not. She said she wasn’t safe and urged me to use a condom. I got another condom, fitted it and got back on her. She tried to resist but she couldn’t. It was still very painful. However, I managed to go in for just a few inches, and because of the squeezing and struggling, I managed to ej*****te and that was it. I had to give up for that day.

I got up from her again and as she laid there catching her breath, I went back to the toilet to remove the condom. When I removed it, I examined it and noticed two things. There was a little blood at the tip of the condom and also, to my utter dismay,
I realized that the condom had burst.

She had said she was on her unsafe period.

TO BE CONTINUED…