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The Tale Of A Private Lesson Teacher by GirahDonnish(m): 8:13pm On Jun 24, 2019 |
Final Episode Janet got home and gave me a call, she started complaining of running stomach and dis-orderliness in her tummy. I was scared and the only thing I began to think next was that “I have committed murder, I have killed janet”. I began to walk to and fro in my room with a blank brain thinking of what I have caused and what I would do next. I called my “bad-friends” to update them about the latest happening, they kept assuring me that she would be fine and its normal for her to feel that way as the abortion process is on-going. For the next 2 days, I switched off my phone. I didn’t have the courage to visit the white house, neither do I have any courage to call janet or madam. 2days later, madam called me, I was so scared to pick it up. At last I did……. ME: hello ma “***trembling*** MADAM: hi onihaxy, what happened?, we didn’t see you or heard from you, hope no problem? ME: no ma, I’m fine, I travelled to school to get my original result, and it was an emergency. I’m sorry ma MADAM: no problem. ME: ***stammering**** how is janet ma? MADAM: she is fine, though she was sick but she is recovering now. ME: ok ma, my regards to her. I will see you when I’m back to akure. MADAM: no problem **hanged up*** I was getting relieved from the worry of “murder” but again, I was curious about what janet is facing or passing through. The following monday, I arrived in akure and took the courage to go to the white house, luckily, madam went to work, gideon went to school and sikirat went out on an errand. On seeing me, janet frowned at me. I closed the door from behind and knelt down infront of her holding her hands. ME: ifemi, I’m so sorry, please find a way in your heart to forgive me for my absence please ***see scoping**** JANET: I should forgive you for your absence? Or for the drink you gave to me? ME: **chaii, this girl jasi my parole?, I don die today***. JANET: Onihaxy!! Despite how much I loved you, I never believed that you could kill me. ME: I didn’t mean any harm dear. I was just so scared and I got influenced by bad friends. JANET: and besides, I was only joking about the pregnancy, infact, I came to your house with a pad in my pant the last time we saw. ME: ***placed my hand on my head*** Temi bami, pls forgive me janet, I promise I will never do anything of such again. JANET: there won’t even be room for the next attempt because this relationship is OVER!!!. Now get out!!! ME: janet pls have mercy on me JANET: you thought I would die abi?, that’s why you switched off your phone and ran away from akure abi?. ME: janet, I’m sorry please. ***crying while still holding her hands*** JAnET: I said GET OUT!!!!! ****she yelled**** I went back home with a mixed feelings. “Should I let go of Janet and face sikirat only?” “But sikirat is a local girl”. “But I gained a lot form sikirat despite her been local”. I stopped thinking and asking myself questions. I picked my phone and started bombarding Janet with apology sms, whatsapp messages, voice messages. After 2 weeks of series of apology. She finally forgave me and we continued the relationship. ************EPILOGUE*************** I got a job with a delivery service in november and I quit the lesson job, janet got admission and resumed to school in january. Sikirat was now free to visit me whenever market days falls on weekend. White house became my second home as I used to visit every 2 weekends but I don’t sleep over since the arrival of janet’s father around february. Janet would always stop by at my place and spend 2days before going to the white house. It has always been sessions of s-x capades with the two girls. In April, Janet’s daddy travelled out again and I get to f–k madam always on any slight opportunity. Though she never stop saying “onihaxy!!, and you know that I am old enough to be your mother, you are seriously making me an adulterer!!!!” And yet, she would never resist me whenever I make the magic move. *********THE END**************** 1 Like 1 Share |
Re: The Tale Of A Private Lesson Teacher by Devilpen(m): 8:22pm On Jun 24, 2019 |
Twenty years later Janet got married and discovered her womb was damaged....
this is not my handwriting o.... well done bro... |
Re: The Tale Of A Private Lesson Teacher by Amb25: 8:56pm On Jun 24, 2019 |
Good story. I enjoyed it to the end.
more grace, more wisdom, and open doors unto you. |
Re: The Tale Of A Private Lesson Teacher by Dynamic29(m): 5:24pm On Jun 25, 2019 |
Love ur story bro.. But the way u end it thou..... U didn't let us know whether u later marry one d girls |
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