Sexy High School Girls

Episode 9

[RECAP: In Episode 8, Millson went home to spend his holiday with his family after he dreamt some girls were planning something bad against him. At home, his father reminded him to keep his integrity amidst sexual temptation from the students. When he returned to the village after the holiday, Millson advised his students to work hard since most of them failed his exam. Dzifa proposed love to him but he left without a word]

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Shocking Home Visitor

●Weekend, Saturday●

[ Millson’s Narration]

I was home , feeling too lazy to wash my clothes and sweep my small compound when I heard footsteps getting closer to my compound. Then she materialised onto my compound.

“Dzifa!”
“Sir”
“I brought you some jollof rice and meat, “she said.
I was surprised but remained quiet. She sensed I was quiet and decided to probe further.
“Are you alright,Sir?”
“Yes, Dzifa’s,but I’m surprise to see you here.”
“Why?”She asked.
“I wasn’t expecting you,”I replied.

She gave me a romantic smile and said, “don’t worry sir, you know life is full of surprises. I’m here to assist you with your household chores.”

Behind her generosity, I was highly sceptical. Why will my student pay me a visit just to help me when I have not ask of her help?”

Initially , I wanted to reject her offer but later decided to let her to what she wanted to do.
Somehow, I was really touched by her magnanimity and felt she truly cared for me. The most remarkable thing she did again was, she washed all my dirty clothes, including my T-shirts and she swept my room and arranged my stuffs at the right places.

I was moved by her dutifulness and felt impressed by her caring nature.

She stayed with me for a long time and insisted I ate the jollof rice.

I told her I will eat it when I got hungry.

In the evening , I politely asked her to go home. She was hesitant so I took the initiative to see her off.

I got to my room and it looked quite different. Neat and very organized.

I laid on my neatly made bed and asked myself, “Is it possible something real can happen between Dzifa and I?”
She was getting too close to me.

I don’t want to break the code of ethics of professional teachers and lost my dignity and respect by becoming emotionally and sexually involved with female students. Despite my moral high ground, I Knew I was going to be in trouble if I didn’t caution myself.

I decided to immediately erased the thoughts of Dzifa from my mind.

But I wanted to help her pass her examination. I knew she could be a good student if she focused on her studies. The problem was, we wanted different things; She wanted to date me but I wanted to help her pass her examination.
I knew she had a strong feeling for me , but I was afraid it will lead to trouble and also I didn’t want to make a promise I couldn’t fulfill.

I have seen ladies cursing men who used and dump them. It was a sordid sight.

It was a tough decision for me, because I had to fight every temptation inside me. Sometimes struggling with the enemies within us is more difficult than the enemies we see outside.

The Next Two Weeks

Dzifa showed a lot of seriousness. I saw her reading her books more frequently and avoiding most of the time wasting activities most of her mates usually engaged in.
Somehow, her change of attitude got me admiring her secretly. She got closer and closer to me.

That day, I didn’t see Dzifa in school. I was wondering what might have happened to her. As usual, I spent two good hours marking students’ exercises before deciding to go home.

There were about six other female students in my class that behaved like they hated me.

I think they felt uncomfortable with my presence in their class. Seeing beyond their gestures, I believed they might have been disappointed in something I did.

Going down the memory lane , I didn’t remember doing anything that could have hurt them. Then something occurred to me. If I hurt these girls, it might have been because I rejected their love moves. If I rejected their love moves, then it’s because I didn’t reply their love letters. That’s it. It might have been a conjecture. But I was convinced those were the girls who wrote the anonymous letters to me. What was more, they were six in number and the love letters, excluding Dzifa’s, were also six.
Hmmm.

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I returned home late that evening only to see my door open. My heart skipped a bit. At first I thought some thieves came and stole my belongings. It reminded me of how I returned from Accra to see my door tampered with. It looked as if someone had broken into my room but somehow managed to replace it. Now , my door is opened.

When I got closer I realised someone was in my room. I entered the room only to see one of the greatest shocks of my life……

Lying on my bed was Dzifa,
completely naked from the crown of her head to the sole of her foot.

“Welcome sir,” she said calmly as if it was normal for her to be there in my room uninvited.
Ignoring her greeting,I immediately asked her, ” what are you doing here and how did you enter my room?”
She looked at me silently.
“Are you not the one I’m talking too?” I thundered.

Still,She was lying on my bed naked and quiet.

I became visibly angry and advanced on her to pull her from the bed.

Just when I was about to pull her from the bed,she said,” Sir,Sir,

Please,let’s not spoil this wonderful moment. If you try to pull me out of your room,I will shout on top of my voice and accused you of raping me and you can imagine what the villagers will do to you. They will believe what I said because I’m a female student and you are a male teacher.”

At that moment,I realized I was cornered. I realised that in order to deal with the situation,what I need to use was tact and wisdom.