MR. LECTURER EPISODE 1
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A true story of a university don who almost got his school into a big mess with his sexual exploits?
In order to protect the Identity of the narrator of this story, we changed his name, hid the location of the university & every other thing that could backfire on him.

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Hi guys, my name is Caleb Ezubuike. A young Nigerian and a University lecturer. I have a story to tell and I really would want you guys to learn something from it. Life is all about lessons and I wish to use my life story to send some messages across.

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This is my story >> Most African university graduates do dream of becoming a lecturer. We all know about the bright future of lecturers, the respect they controlled and the wealth that followed them. Yea being a lecturer gives one the opportunity to get to the very top if he’s serious about it. As a lecturer you have a clear path towards becoming a professor and it’s now left for you to work towards making it happen.

I was opportune to travel to Canada for my Masters’ Degree, immediately after my NYSC in 2006. I returned to Nigeria two years later and quickly married a family friend’s daughter whose father was equally the Dean of Education faculty in the University that employed me two months after my wedding. I had my life well planned out. I already knew what to do and what not to do in achieving my goals. My parents were equally supportive and moderately wealthy. They supported me in everything.

Being the last child in the family of two girls, I was overly pampered by my parents and siblings, even after my marriage to JESSICA who equally was a nurse in the state General hospital. I soon started work as a lecturer with a strong spirit towards correcting all the wrongs in the university system. I swore to stand straight in my dealings with students. I swore never to compromise my dignity and be a good man respected by everyone but unfortunately it was easier said than done.

Being a lecturer opened my eyes to the realities on ground. Politics and corruption was already well embedded in the university system that you either join in the show or look the other way. I was young and ambitious. The options before me was simply unimaginable

. Hmmmm, well at first I was forced to look the other way and face my classroom work, which I did with great zeal. I handled Bio 101, 102, , 202, & 402. It really wasn’t easy for me at all and to worsen my situation some of the senior lecturers I shared the courses with, left everything for me to handle alone and the number of students offering the courses were quite enormous

. But that wasn’t even the major problem. As soon as the first exam I was to participate as a lecturer arrived, more temptations poured in.
The first temptation was from final year student known as Comfort. She was the first to tempt me. How did it all happen??

To be continued.………

MR. LECTURER EPISODE 2

I was resting in my sitting room after a very stressful exam day when my phone rang with its loud ringtone.
I lazily stared at the unknown number calling for some seconds before answering.
“Good evening sir” a female voice greeted. I instantly knew the voice belonged to one of my students which made me clear my throat and answer with a gruff voice.

“Yea, who are you?” I asked seriously.

“Hello sir, my name is Comfort. I’m one of your students. Please I wish to speak to you. It’s very urgent. Actually I’m in front of your house” she announced, sending me up on my feet with shock.
I was extremely surprised to learn that the girl was in front of my house because I never made the mistake of giving my house address to any of my students.
“You mean you are in front of my house?” I asked to be sure.

“emmm not entirely in front of your house, but inside a shop very close to your house” she answered without fear.

“What do you want?” I asked. “Your help sir” she replied. “Fine wait there. I’m coming out” I replied, hung up and left my sitting room to see what the bold girl wanted. The few months I spent so far in the job had taught me that male students are more scared of lecturers than female students. I couldn’t imagine what the girl wanted from me.

I slowly crossed over to the small shop opposite my house where a very light skinned beauty smiled at me. She was really beautiful and sharply dressed I must confess. “So what do you want?” I asked seriously, throwing out a frown like a stern lecturer. “Sir you know I’m in final year?” she asked calmly, drawing more anger from me with the question. “I can’t really recognize your face, what do you want?” I asked again. “I missed Bio 301 exam today and I can’t just spend an extra year over it. You got to help me please” she said boldly, throwing me into another wave of shock.

“What do you mean I got to help you ehh” I asked with a raised tone. She quickly tried to kneel before me but I stopped her right on time. “Just help me, even if it’s with an “E” I don’t mind doing anything for it” she begged. “But how come a big girl like you missed such an important Exam?” I asked suspiciously. I already knew how most of the girls travelled around even during exam period.

“I thought the exam was to hold by 12noon as was written on the time table only to discover that it held by 9am” she answered quietly, while I breathed deeply. “You will hear from me tomorrow, just go back to your lodge and don’t try the nonsense of coming to my house again” I said to her seriously.

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MR. LECTURER Episode 3
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I really spent most of that fateful night thinking of what to do. A part of me wanted to help her, since I still had the answer scripts in my office and equally was the only lecturer handling the course after Dr. Ogbonna travelled to India two months ago, but another part of me frowned over helping her.

I really was caught between doing the right thing or taking the wrong step. It could equally be a set up, which I wasn’t blind about. I just couldn’t reach any decision that fateful night.

As soon as I got to my office early the next day. The young lady walked into my office with a calm smile on her face. I frowned on seeing her which she noticed and drew closer to me without fear.

“Please sir you got to help me. I’m 28yrs old, I can’t afford staying an extra year. I’m already way behind in everything” she begged. “So what do you want me to do eeh?. Supposing you participated in the exam but wrote nothing it could have been a different issue. But you missed the exam. Your record isn’t anywhere” I answered.

“I can get an answer booklet, and write the exam anywhere you want. All I need is for you to accept it when I’m done” she said boldly, giving me the impression that she has done such a thing before. “So what’s in it for me, why should I risk my career for you?” I asked curiously. She smiled.

“Sir, do you have a guest room in town?” she softly asked, slapping my ears with the unexpected question.

To be continued…….

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MR. LECTURER EPISODE 4

“As in a good place to write the exam without any disturbance” she added without fear, while I drew back with shock.

It was very obvious she had no respect for my personality, probably because I was a young guy or because she has dealt with men much more older than me. “No I don’t have a guest room anywhere in town” I answered with a strong tone, forcing her to draw back with surprise. Slowly the meaning of her question dawned on me. I instantly realized the direction she was heading.

I just felt embarrassed before her. I simply felt like a guy who mistakenly saw the pant of a careless lady in public. I looked down, avoiding her eyes.

“The only way I can help you is to allow you write the exam here in my office. And you will have only thirty minutes to write and submit the paper. That’s the only way I can help” I suddenly offered with a free mind, expecting her to at least say thank you for such a generous offer

. But instead she keep quiet, forcing me to look up and stare at her with astonishment.

“Sir, the second problem is that I’m not the only person affected. My girlfriend also missed the exam” she murmured cautiously.

MR. LECTURER EPISODE 5.

“Get out” I sparked angrily. “Leave my office right now” I barked, but instead of leaving, she went to the door and ushered in another hot looking girl into my office. I stood up, shaking with anger.

They drew close to my table and knelt before me, shading crocodile tears. “We are ready to do anything, just name it sir. Please we beg you, don’t let us repeat another year in this school” they begged, leaving me speechless and confused.

Of course I now knew the direction they were heading. They all wanted a straight pass without writing the exam. Even if I was to give them the opportunity to write the exam in my office. They obviously was going to write nothing. They simply wanted a back door pass even though they weren’t exactly saying it out.
As a young man, silly ideas slowly built in my mind. It was as if the devil just jumped inside me that very moment, turning my head to another direction
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To be continued……..

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MR. LECTURER EPISODE 6

“You girls should stand up” I breathed calmly. They all obeyed and stared at me hopefully. “Write down your phone numbers on this paper, I will call when I make up my mind” I added, pushing a booklet towards them. They smiled happily, wrote down their phone numbers and left while I sat down and thought over what I was about doing.

I weighed the risks and consequences of sleeping with them. It definitely would turn me into a cheat and something like that never easily stops once it starts. And if things go wrong, I could lose my job. I could lose my wife, my dignity and respect. I could lose everything I had struggled to build. But surprisingly, the more I thought about it, the more I had the urge to sleep with the girls.

I really never had the opportunity to enjoy girls as I wanted during my university days because I was very much preoccupied in making a 1st Class which I finally earned to the detriment of my social life. I never had real fun in school and it just looked that moment as if I was being offered all I missed as a student
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I never concentrated in the exams I supervised that day, and on getting home later in the afternoon, I freshened up and thought about everything for the last time. I finally made up my mind to do it.

“This will be the first and last” I assured myself.

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MR LECTURER EPISODE 7

I picked up my phone and called a friend who managed a very popular hotel at the outskirt of the town. “Get a room ready for me, I’m bringing some students over. I’ll explain when I get there” I said and hung up, giving him no time to say anything. I equally dialed Comfort’s number, gave her the hotel address and asked her to meet me there with her friend by 4pm.

I freshened up one more time, grabbed my keys and hurried out of my apartment, but as I got to the car park, I saw my wife driving in with a happy smile on her face. I really wasn’t expecting her to be back from work by that hour because she always arrived home very late in the evening and so I wasn’t prepared to face her nor had any solid lie at hand.

Right from the moment I started my teaching job in the university, she hardly gave me any breathing chance. Of course she was a professor’s daughter and must have learnt some things from her parents. .

I smiled nervously as I watched her alight from the car. She drew close and hugged me. “Where are you going?” she asked with concern but my guilty conscience interpreted her concern as suspicion.
Hmmm one other thing about guilt is that it always tells on you.

“Darling, I’m heading back to the school for a staff meeting” I answered, nervously kissing my wife. “Staff meeting? haaa” she breathed and looked at her watch. “yea it’s just an emergency department meeting. I’ll be back in no time” I answered, kissed her again and headed into my car.

Fifteen minutes later, I was at the hotel, very scared, nervous and shaky. I couldn’t believe I was actually there to cheat on my wife. I breathed deeply, took another look at the packet of condom I bought on the way, rubbed my face with my palms, alighted from the car with an office file (In which I hid some exam papers) and headed into the massive hotel, my heart furiously pounding.

“My guy I hope you know what you are about doing?. Hmmm married men like you cheating on their wives

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