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Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 4

Adam POV:

Today was quite successful. The students were easy to work with and fun to teach. For a start, this wasnā€™t soo bad. The boys were surprisingly attentive but the girls wereā€¦kinda distracted.

One girl in particular caught my attention. She called herself Cherry but I had a feeling she was lying to me. Unlike the other girls, Cherry was distant, cold and sarcastic. She was paying attention while I taught but I could sense her eyes asking me numerous questions. There was something about her that brought back memories of my childhood. Donā€™t know why but she looked familiar to me.

That was the senior class. After recess I made for the JSS.3 class. Those little ones were preparing for their upcoming junior WAEC and so were the SS.3 students. I got the same reaction in the junior class the same way as the seniors. The boys were attentive, the girls were distracted and there was always that one girl I just canā€™t help noticing.

The students calls her ā€œthe busty chickā€. For her age, having such incredible large breasts was a shocker to me. She was just fourteen years old. Fourteen and yet overpoweringly endowed. Whatā€™s her name again? Katelyn?

I rushed through class and just after dismissal, I made to copy out the scheme of works for the term. Everyone else had gone and I was the only one left in the staffroom. Someone had arranged a bucket, a mop, a broom and a duster. It seems someone was given a punishment. I returned to my notes, hoping to finish in time before the school gate would get lock.

Then she came in. Cherry.

Cherry didnā€™t notice me at the edge of the wall. I didnā€™t want to disturb her as I saw she was about to start her punishment. She began taking off her shirt. I was entranced.

No bra!

Her breast jiggled up and down as she took off her shirt. She only wore a singlet, allowing her nipples to show through the flimsy material.

I frowned, wondering if she was out of her mind. If someone mistakenly walked through that door and saw the two of us alone here with only her singlet on, thereā€™s bound to be trouble. I looked away, trying my best to focus on my work but it was tough for me because of her presence in the room.

Suddenly she saw me while sweeping. I glanced up and our eyes jammed. My eyes travelled down to her singlets, watching her red nipples as it pushed itself against the singlet. I looked away and spoke quietly.

ā€ Put on your shirt, Cherry. You donā€™t show your body in front of a man.ā€

Was that too direct? I wouldnā€™t know but I sensed she was offended by it. She ignored me and continued her cleaning anyway but I could tell she was highly embarrassed. Still, I wasnā€™t comfortable with her working half naked in the room. So I gathered my things and left the staffroom for her.

It was a sunny afternoon but in due course, possibly this new week, the rain would come. It was soo good to be back home. The snow in America was harsh on me. I fell sick with cold three times during my first year there but with time, I adapted to the environment and weather. It gave me a sense of pride to meet and school with the white man. A lot of good stuffs happened for all my stay in America and so did a lot of bad stuffs as well. It got to a point I had to fly back home after my graduation from University. The first place I took to mind while returning back to the country was my childhood town. I wanted to teach there but I also wanted to see someone else.


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