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Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by Therock5555(m): 10:32pm On Apr 09
Hell Hath No Fury Like A Scorned Woman....

I don't know why I chosed this title for my story. It's actually 99% accurate, it all happened to me, when I started dating the babe (in the story) and she realized that I was a writer, she made me promise not to write about her or the relationship, it's been over five years since we broke up and we have been catching up lately. She actually asked me to write about her, and I'm gonna have fun doing so, she's out of the country, so she no fit disturb me if the story pepper her soul.


I'm actually dedicating this to two beloved Nairalanders that I've managed to have every single contact of mine and have been keeping up with me through thick and thin. Surprisingly, we've never met but I trust them pass some so called buddies of mine...

Psammy and Sexysapphire I hail una o.

And to all my loyal fans and homies that keep bugging me to start writing again after so many years, I'm glad to say, una don win again.

As it is my custom, I go clear una before we start. I'm as busy as fuvk, so I'll be dropping just one lengthy update per day, and I am a notorious fan of leaving some of my stories halfway, so in case due to unforseen circumstances I decide to end this halfway, make una no vex.

I initially wanted to drop these in the Literature section but I think my story would fit more in this section instead, so please mods, let me be, and don't be in a hurry to send this thread to FP, I don't have the energy to deal with thirsty folks except y'all wanna pay me full time to write, hahahahaha.

All protocols duely observed, please nobody should copy this write up in any form without my permission or else.... grin grin seriously don't do that shiiiiit.

I ain't gonna tag any other person, if the story catches your fancy, you could drop a comment and chill for subsequent updates, I no get joy, so pressurizing me won't change nada. Any day I am free, I'll post more than once.

Thanks to y'all....

Let the dice roll....... (I ain't dropping spoilers, and most names and locations are slightly changed to preserve their identities...)

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Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by Therock5555(m): 10:41pm On Apr 09
Chapter 1....
In The Beginning.....


Whenever I see or say the above words, I always crack a smile cause the video of a certain South African President trying almost half a dozen times to pronounce those three words is rib cracking... Okay let's face business...

It all began on a Sunny Friday afternoon, I was seated in front of my Head Mistress, sorry, My dad's head Mistress, shit, I'm fucking these up the more. Okay let's try one more time.

I was seated in front of a head Mistress, of a private Nursery and Primary school, my Dad's school actually, and I'm the first son of my father which makes the school mine, technically, or what am I imagining sef.

I actually came to apply for my school's Compulsory Micro Teaching programme, don't get too confused, I actually attended a College of Education, long story for another day and then I somehow floundered my chance to graduate by granting myself an extra year WILLINGLY, hahaha, don't quote me wrong, I was a straight A student but I had one problem; I love money than schooling.

Because when I was in my finals and was to complete my TP (means Teaching Practice, I'll be using this initials frequently so don't get confused), I got a 200k contract to do some stuffs, so I gladly declined my TP, so while my mates we're celebrating their graduation, I was smiling sadly because I had six extra months to finish but since my account wasn't complaining, I too wasn't complaining either grin by the way, no be money I go still come finish school dey find, lol, my mates kept wondering how I could technically miss 90% of my lectures and still pass my courses comfortably, till tomorrow, most of my ex colleagues thought I never got admission in the first place.

I could still vividly remember the words of my HOD when I told him I was carrying over my TP which was Like a 6 credit load, he simply told me that I was very mad, and my smile didn't flinch for a second.
Now don't be surprised for a bit, I began working at age 15 when I finished secondary school, so I carry money for head sha, so choosing my Dad's school for my TP was a no brainer, the head teacher of the school and I were quite close so I felt I could misbehave in the school as much as I liked and still be covered because of my family's influence, I wouldn't dare that shiiit in another school, so there I was seated in front of the HM(Head Mistress) dressed like a tout to submit my TP letter which was promptly accepted.

Not just because of my Dad's position but because the woman knew my potentials, we were actually co-teachers(children Sunday school class) in my Dad's church, the woman easily accepted me because I was capable, if only she knew that I separated my church life from my social life, she wouldn't have dared....

"Ma, please make sure that the most beautiful female TP student be posted to my class." I informed her as I stood to leave, she gave me a scornful look but smiled and nod her head.

I wasn't sure she would grant my request but I had to just try. She informed me that I could resume on Monday, teachers were supposed to be in school before 7:15 am or stand a chance of being suspended for that day. I was also asked to start dressing in corporate wears, that particular information made me yawn boredly, I knew myself, I'm a jean and polo wearing niqqa, but a brother had no choice. I agreed to all the school T and C before I left.

Guess what

I resumed school by 8pm on Monday morning, at least I managed to dig out one of my plain trouser and a white long sleeve shirt, I even drag out one of my cover shoe from under my bed and had it polished, to say the truth, I was looking and feeling fly as I walked into the school gate that morning with the long note book where my lesson plan was written, I have been teaching almost all my life so writing lesson plans was like playing football on Amateur settings, e too easy...

I was going to sneak to my class which was the other far side of the school compound when the HM screamed my name from her office, I obviously knew that her office was closest to the school gate and she had a window facing the gate that cold enable her to view any entrant from the gate.

I promptly turned and walked to her office. She seized me up from head to shoes, she was obviously pleased that I adhered to at least one of her instructions but her skinny face wouldn't stop frowning at me, I was doing the complete opposite.

"Good Morning Ma'am", I said grinning like I won bet9ja the previous day.

"Uncle, what's the time?" She shouted back like that was the dictionary updated response to the words "good morning".

"Ehhhh, I don't know oh." I blurted.

"Uncle, I said resumption time is atleast 7:15am...."

"For teachers abi?" I added.

"And you are a what?" She shouted back, veins had began to form tree branches on her bony forehead.

"TP staff, Ma", I was almost choking with laughter but didn't want to show it.

"Uncle, don't joke with me. Don't think because this is your father's school, you could misbehave as you please. Be careful. Make sure that you're always in school on time in case we need to meet before Assembly. Am I clear?"

"Yes Ma."

"The other TP colleagues of yours have all been assigned to their classes, you were not around when we were meeting, they all introduced themselves, your friend Francis is amongst them, so get to know them more during break period. Now rush to your class." She ordered.

As I was walking out after she had delivered her long sobering sermon while checking my lesson plan book she interrupted me again.
"And by the way, I assigned the finest girl to your class, both of you would be taking the class together, no permanent teacher would be assigned to your class because I know you're capable of handling the pupils."

My whole body was out of the door while she was speaking but I had to stick my head back in because my mouth was ajar for two reasons, one was because I never imagined that she'll grant my request even though I didn't know her definition of the word beautiful but I trust her judgment wouldn't be wrong, two, I didn't imagine I'll be getting my own class, I thought I'll come to school each day, sit and fiddle with my phone all day while the main teacher does the most work maybe give me a subject or two to handle while waiting for my TP supervisor. I knew work was cut out for me and I wasn't relishing the idea.

"My friend leave..." HM scream brought me out of my dream like state. I grimaced and walked off.

Plenty thoughts filled my head as I walked to my class, suddenly I wasn't feeling so fly anymore. As I crossed the school games field to my class, a male screamed my name, I turned and saw my friend Francis waving, I waved back. He was kind of hailing me with both fist closed and raised up but I didn't understand what he meant so I just waved back again and continued walking.

My class was one of three classes on that block, mainly Nursery classes, I was to take Nursery two class. Instead of walking into the class, I went to the window and peeped in, and My oh My, I was amazed at the creature seated in front of her (and soon to be mine) table checking out a text book, the pupils were all cordially seated without making any noise, they were all staring at their Aunty like they were in a trance. My eyes went back to the elephant in the room, the only words that came out of my mouth was.....

"Damn.... Damn!!!" Yes, I said that word twice with my fake American accent. grin grin

Instead of walking in to the class, I checked out the other classes, the two TP students there were also females, same with the main teachers, so I was going to be the only male staff on the block. Issokay.... I finally walked into my class...

The whole pupils stood up to greet me.

"Good Morning, Uncle..."

I wasn't even paying attention to them, I was staring at the TP staff in my class for the second time in as many seconds and still the only words that came out of my mouth was still....
"Damn, Damn." Only this time, the accent was French grin grin

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Now back to that boy called Francis... If you're a fan of my TPS series, lemme juggle your memory a little.

Francis was my boy back then, we were more like friends because despite our huge age differences, we were of the same height and build, when I was in SS3, he was in Jss1 so he couldn't roll with my circle back then but his mom had a restaurant opposite my house, so they usually came to my house to play Sega and rapidly deplete our food if invited, it always beats us why they were always so hungry despite having a mom that owns a restaurant.

Well due to circumstances, I managed to enter higher institution before him by a year, so he was in his finals during the events of these story. Dude don tall pass me wella, he looks like my senior sef. But na my boy to the core.
If I'm asked to name one friend I've impacted both negatively and positively, Francis name would be numero uno on the list, he was my protegee.

I gave him his first alcohol, first woman, first smoke, any major shit y'all can think off, he's the first dude that actually betrayed me and got away with it intact, Hahahaha, he was like the younger brother I had to create in my image, because I didn't wanted to spoil my own brother, atleast make popsy get one consolation. grin grin

I was the person that convinced Francis to sign up in my school so that we could rock together since we barely met in school since he was a level below me academically. All the other TP staffs were finals students, so I was their senior brother, a graduate that was not yet a graduate grin the only fortunate TP staff that had the luxury of getting a whole class to himself with another TP staff.

Is my God not wonderful......

End of chapter 1......

Still I Rock.......

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Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by Therock5555(m): 10:52pm On Apr 09
Side note........
Pals, I'm not saying that this is going to be an easy ride, its really gonna hurt my schedule but I had encouragement from a certain thread here and I'm willing to cut off some things from my schedule to accommodate this thread. I haven't written a story of more than ten pages in years, paper chase ti take over, iyalaya anybody grin grin

I still don't know what pattern of English or write up flow I want to use with this story, I might go all pidgin if my mood is wild and I might drift to sexuality aspect alot so this I can promise is going to be a bumpy and wild but satisfying ride if y'all are patient enough.
Please tag a friend make them sef follow enjoy small. Don't forget to share and like, comments sef no bad, small encouragement is welcomed. grin

And please try not to quote any of the story except you'll shorten it or just tag me on a comment and yarn wetin you want, I might reply, cause even me dey vex if I see long post twice.... Thanks...
Still I Rock....

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Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by VincenzoZhuxu: 3:55am On Apr 10
O lala I'm here boss sitting obediently and waiting for the next update

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Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by swiz123(m): 6:55am On Apr 10
Nice one bruv..
Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by Rumpleslitskin: 8:56am On Apr 10
Oga rock welcome oo


I can't wait for the next episode

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Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by CrazyCrane(f): 9:10am On Apr 10
Go on
Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by lanreabbey(m): 10:31am On Apr 10
uduak,, if am not wrong with the name....
carry on
Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by Therock5555(m): 5:11pm On Apr 10
lanreabbey:
uduak,, if am not wrong with the name....
carry on

Omor its long anybody called me that name on NL, hailings man

CrazyCrane:
Go on
welcome ma'am

Rumpleslitskin:
Oga rock welcome oo


I can't wait for the next episode
Hailings bruh, update dropping in a gife

VincenzoZhuxu:
O lala I'm here boss sitting obediently and waiting for the next update

Update don done. Thanks for the patience.

swiz123:
Nice one bruv..
Its been awhile bro, how things?

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Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by Therock5555(m): 5:12pm On Apr 10
CHAPTER 2...

FIRST OF ALL; INTRODUCTION.....

If you know when Olamide sang this banger, then you've figured out the exact timeline of this story...
Now back to my story, I waved at the pupils to sit down while mumbling back a reply, all my attention was fixated at the beauty before me, good Lord, like when did girls started looking soo perfect.
You know, we mostly believe that everyone can't have it all, babe go get mad ass with tiny boobs or maybe babe go get big boobs with flat ass but I kid you not when I say the girl was a 10/10.

She was putting on a black blouse that showed all her enhancements and contours, her boobs were huge, not in the cossy kind of way but the perfect size that we guys always wish to see on a woman, the blouse was tucked into a white pencil skirt and that ass, damn, that ass, I could use up a page just describing that chick, to top it up, babe was light skinned. If I was asked to collect clay and mold my perfect woman, then I think she would be my 3D model.

"Hi,.. Aunty, I'm Uncle Peter."

"Nice to meet you, Uncle Peter, I'm Grace."

"Grace ko, its okay, I'll be your partner in crime ma'am." I tried to be funny but she wasn't laughing at my poorly constructed joke so I nervously hushed up. Guess what, I was already sweating that moment despite the weather being chilly.

I asked for her lesson plan and she informed me that she had no idea how to write one yet, I almost asked what she was doing during Micro Teaching lectures that she couldn't write a lesson plan but I let my tongue rest and showed mine to her while explaining one or two things...

Suddenly I noticed that she was looking at me instead of the note, I asked the reason, it turned out that she wasn't sure if I was a permanent teacher or a fellow TP staff, I chosed the latter, immediately she stood up and excused herself.

I still couldn't explain her motive so I faced my expectant pupils and made them greet me again before following through with the first subject of the day. She returned with the HM some minutes later, they both stared at me as I was teaching, the HM was smiling while Grace was looking at me stunned. HM spoke to her and beckoned on me to step out for a minute, as I was going out, Grace was entering, her fragrance almost swept me off my feet.

HM informed me that Grace was worried that we wouldn't cope with the class as she felt we were both newbies, but she (HM) had faith in me to get the job done. I promptly thank her for putting Grace and I in the same class, even though I knew that getting that babe was a long shot, atleast the mere fact that we'll be together for the next six months was comforting alot.

When I got back in, I continued teaching, Grace was sitting on my seat facing the board, I nearly choked as I saw her but I quickly regained my composure and continued forming my queens English.

By break period I was still marking some note books, Grace had left to see her colleagues when someone jolted me from behind, turned out to be Francis.

"My niqqi, wassup?" Francis shook my hand.

"Bro, I'm good."

"Dude, you see the package wey HM give you? That babe be your specs 100%."

"Mehn, me sef see am, the babe tap wella."

"I sure say you don collect her number already as per bad striker wey you be."

"Dude, I haven't, my liver dey fail, as you dey see that babe, no be anyhow chick, you no see as she smooth, why would she even look my side, you know the kind lecturers wey go dey run her paroles?"

"Bruh no reason am, I don see babes wey you don date, so this one no suppose be problem for you." Francis encouraged me.

With my hands raised to the sky, I said, "God Abeg if you allow me get that babe, I no go ever look another babe again, in fact all my old babes I go dash Francis."

"Amen oooo!!!" Francis added while doubling over with laughter.

He stopped laughing as soon as he had began and was motioning me to hush up because he heard voices, I peeped from the window, six females were walking towards my class.

"Oboy, you don choose which Aunty you wan scope?" I quickly whispered to Francis.

"Baba, you wey be my mentor dey fear, wetin me wey be boy wan do?"

We fell silent as the girls walked in, even in the midst of all the girls, Grace stood out, or should say, I was seeing her alone, my heart was drumming like crazy as my mouth went dry, I don't know if she knew how I was feeling cause her behavior towards me was non chalant. They all introduced themselves to me and vice versa before we all agreed to meet the next day to decide one our leadership.

All but one of the girls left Grace and went back outside, the girl with her turned out to be her best friend, Ada. I nudged Francis slightly to try luck with Ada but bros was still drooling for Grace.

Ada sat next to me and was observing what I was doing while Grace went to receive a phone call. Ada was almost the opposite of Grace, she was tall, slim, small but standing boobs and flat ass, she was dark skin but also beautiful though not up to Grace's standard. I then realized why Francis wouldn't bulge for her; he was a boobs and ass man like me.

By the end of the school period, I had tried half a dozen times to ask Grace for her number but each time I was always tongue tied, I gave up.

On our way home, Francis kept asking me different questions about her, I got fed up and changed topic but the dude was too entranced with Grace that he'll find a way to bring her matter back.

Throughout that week, I kept our relationship strictly platonic, no useless jokes or side talks, I teach, pass the note to her to try out a couple of subjects while guiding her.

By break period, I'll join my pupils to play football or Volleyball, by the third day, I was made the games master.

During games period, I'll get so dirty that I'll have to go home to change clothing, the rest TP staff, Francis inclusive would be watching from afar, forming clean folks.

Me wey no get shame, I'll play and sweat to my heart's content, as I no get hope of ever wooing Grace, I had nothing to lose.

During the TP staff meeting, I was made the TP president despite trying to dodge the responsibilty, a Tiv girl was chosen as my Vice.
I initially tried to make Grace my vice but the others felt that wouldn't be fair since we both were in the same class.

At the end of the week, I informed Grace that she'll be writing lesson plan for the next week. She was scared at first but I promised to put her through if she needed my help.

When I was walking home that afternoon, Grace screamed my name from behind. I waited for her, Francis wouldn't move a muscle because he wanted to hear amebo.

"So how do you plan helping me with the lesson plan when I don't have your number?"

"Eh, my number is on Google, just search for it."
She busted into laughter, I was pleased she found my joke funny for once, I was almost losing hope for my comedic career.

"Please give me your number, I'll call you if I need any help." She said passing her Samsung Tablet to me.
I punched in my number and passed it back, she just saved it and walked away.

Francis was pumping his fist in joy as we walked home. He kept reminding me that I was already in her equation.
I told him to be patient cause I still had a long way to go before knowing if I had a chance or not.

That weekend I was restless, I kept wishing she was the caller every time my phone rang. By Sunday afternoon, I had given up any idea of she calling when a strange number called me. It turned out to be her.

"Good afternoon Uncle Peter." That creamy voice sounded from the other side of the phone, they were like musical tunes in my ears.

"Hi Aunty, happy Sunday." I Tried sounding uninterested even though I was screaming with joy in my heart.

"Uh, please I haven't had the time to write any lesson plan and I'll need to travel this afternoon, so can you please come to my house and collect the book."

"You say? Seriously!!! Like what have you been doing throughout the week?" I was petrified.

"Eh, my boyfriend took me out of town for the weekend, and I need to go get something at home this afternoon."

"Boyfriend..." I repeated. Seriously it's not like I had hope that she'll be single but I didn't know why that information stung.

Infact I knew my chances were less than 1% but I was relishing the prospect of being an underdog, but she blatantly telling me that she went out of town for the weekend with her boyfriend was just too heavy for my heart to take, what was even more painful was that I would have to write a week worth of lesson plans in less than 12 hours.

To say I was pissed off was an understatement, but when that sweet voice spoke again and told me that she was going to cook for me when I come, I was soon grinning again as she gave me instructions to her address.

Naso I turn my bag upsidedown, begin dey select cloth to wear, las las na my sister help me choose cloth. I carry biro put for pocket begin waka go her house.

When I got to her house I noticed a car packed outside with the school logo on it, I didn't think much of it until I got to her room.

I noticed a male shoe outside her door, I knocked, she asked me to come in. I gingerly walked in.

She was lying on a queen size mattress with a dude next to her, her room was tastefully furnished, but dimly lite.

Grace put on a brighter light and I gulped as I noticed the person on the bed with her. She introduced the guy as her boyfriend, even when I was shaking his hand, I was still dumbstruck. I just kept saying "Wow" in my mind as I took a seat at one end of the room.
Her boyfriend was the SUG president of the school....... Hahahahaha haha


And see small me think say I get small hope to date the babe, damn you Francis......

End of Chapter 2.....

Still I Rock!!!!!

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Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by diaryOfpersius(m): 5:13pm On Apr 10
Therock5555:
Chapter 1....
In The Beginning.....


Whenever I see or say the above words, I always crack a smile cause the video of a certain South African President trying almost half a dozen times to pronounce those three words is rib cracking... Okay let's face business...

It all began on a Sunny Friday afternoon, I was seated in front of my Head Mistress, sorry, My dad's head Mistress, shit, I'm fucking these up the more. Okay let's try one more time.

I was seated in front of a head Mistress, of a private Nursery and Primary school, my Dad's school actually, and I'm the first son of my father which makes the school mine, technically, or what am I imagining sef.

I actually came to apply for my school's Compulsory Micro Teaching programme, don't get too confused, I actually attended a College of Education, long story for another day and then I somehow floundered my chance to graduate by granting myself an extra year WILLINGLY, hahaha, don't quote me wrong, I was a straight A student but I had one problem; I love money than schooling.

Because when I was in my finals and was to complete my TP (means Teaching Practice, I'll be using this initials frequently so don't get confused), I got a 200k contract to do some stuffs, so I gladly declined my TP, so while my mates we're celebrating their graduation, I was smiling sadly because I had six extra months to finish but since my account wasn't complaining, I too wasn't complaining either grin by the way, no be money I go still come finish school dey find, lol, my mates kept wondering how I could technically miss 90% of my lectures and still pass my courses comfortably, till tomorrow, most of my ex colleagues thought I never got admission in the first place.

I could still vividly remember the words of my HOD when I told him I was carrying over my TP which was Like a 6 credit load, he simply told me that I was very mad, and my smile didn't flinch for a second.
Now don't be surprised for a bit, I began working at age 15 when I finished secondary school, so I carry money for head sha, so choosing my Dad's school for my TP was a no brainer, the head teacher of the school and I were quite close so I felt I could misbehave in the school as much as I liked and still be covered because of my family's influence, I wouldn't dare that shiiit in another school, so there I was seated in front of the HM(Head Mistress) dressed like a tout to submit my TP letter which was promptly accepted.

Not just because of my Dad's position but because the woman knew my potentials, we were actually co-teachers(children Sunday school class) in my Dad's church, the woman easily accepted me because I was capable, if only she knew that I separated my church life from my social life, she wouldn't have dared....

"Ma, please make sure that the most beautiful female TP student be posted to my class." I informed her as I stood to leave, she gave me a scornful look but smiled and nod her head.

I wasn't sure she would grant my request but I had to just try. She informed me that I could resume on Monday, teachers were supposed to be in school before 7:15 am or stand a chance of being suspended for that day. I was also asked to start dressing in corporate wears, that particular information made me yawn boredly, I knew myself, I'm a jean and polo wearing niqqa, but a brother had no choice. I agreed to all the school T and C before I left.

Guess what

I resumed school by 8pm on Monday morning, at least I managed to dig out one of my plain trouser and a white long sleeve shirt, I even drag out one of my cover shoe from under my bed and had it polished, to say the truth, I was looking and feeling fly as I walked into the school gate that morning with the long note book where my lesson plan was written, I have been teaching almost all my life so writing lesson plans was like playing football on Amateur settings, e too easy...

I was going to sneak to my class which was the other far side of the school compound when the HM screamed my name from her office, I obviously knew that her office was closest to the school gate and she had a window facing the gate that cold enable her to view any entrant from the gate.

I promptly turned and walked to her office. She seized me up from head to shoes, she was obviously pleased that I adhered to at least one of her instructions but her skinny face wouldn't stop frowning at me, I was doing the complete opposite.

"Good Morning Ma'am", I said grinning like I won bet9ja the previous day.

"Uncle, what's the time?" She shouted back like that was the dictionary updated response to the words "good morning".

"Ehhhh, I don't know oh." I blurted.

"Uncle, I said resumption time is atleast 7:15am...."

"For teachers abi?" I added.

"And you are a what?" She shouted back, veins had began to form tree branches on her bony forehead.

"TP staff, Ma", I was almost choking with laughter but didn't want to show it.

"Uncle, don't joke with me. Don't think because this is your father's school, you could misbehave as you please. Be careful. Make sure that you're always in school on time in case we need to meet before Assembly. Am I clear?"

"Yes Ma."

"The other TP colleagues of yours have all been assigned to their classes, you were not around when we were meeting, they all introduced themselves, your friend Francis is amongst them, so get to know them more during break period. Now rush to your class." She ordered.

As I was walking out after she had delivered her long sobering sermon while checking my lesson plan book she interrupted me again.
"And by the way, I assigned the finest girl to your class, both of you would be taking the class together, no permanent teacher would be assigned to your class because I know you're capable of handling the pupils."

My whole body was out of the door while she was speaking but I had to stick my head back in because my mouth was ajar for two reasons, one was because I never imagined that she'll grant my request even though I didn't know her definition of the word beautiful but I trust her judgment wouldn't be wrong, two, I didn't imagine I'll be getting my own class, I thought I'll come to school each day, sit and fiddle with my phone all day while the main teacher does the most work maybe give me a subject or two to handle while waiting for my TP supervisor. I knew work was cut out for me and I wasn't relishing the idea.

"My friend leave..." HM scream brought me out of my dream like state. I grimaced and walked off.

Plenty thoughts filled my head as I walked to my class, suddenly I wasn't feeling so fly anymore. As I crossed the school games field to my class, a male screamed my name, I turned and saw my friend Francis waving, I waved back. He was kind of hailing me with both fist closed and raised up but I didn't understand what he meant so I just waved back again and continued walking.

My class was one of three classes on that block, mainly Nursery classes, I was to take Nursery two class. Instead of walking into the class, I went to the window and peeped in, and My oh My, I was amazed at the creature seated in front of her (and soon to be mine) table checking out a text book, the pupils were all cordially seated without making any noise, they were all staring at their Aunty like they were in a trance. My eyes went back to the elephant in the room, the only words that came out of my mouth was.....

"Damn.... Damn!!!" Yes, I said that word twice with my fake American accent. grin grin

Instead of walking in to the class, I checked out the other classes, the two TP students there were also females, same with the main teachers, so I was going to be the only male staff on the block. Issokay.... I finally walked into my class...

The whole pupils stood up to greet me.

"Good Morning, Uncle..."

I wasn't even paying attention to them, I was staring at the TP staff in my class for the second time in as many seconds and still the only words that came out of my mouth was still....
"Damn, Damn." Only this time, the accent was French grin grin

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Now back to that boy called Francis... If you're a fan of my TPS series, lemme juggle your memory a little.

Francis was my boy back then, we were more like friends because despite our huge age differences, we were of the same height and build, when I was in SS3, he was in Jss1 so he couldn't roll with my circle back then but his mom had a restaurant opposite my house, so they usually came to my house to play Sega and rapidly deplete our food if invited, it always beats us why they were always so hungry despite having a mom that owns a restaurant.

Well due to circumstances, I managed to enter higher institution before him by a year, so he was in his finals during the events of these story. Dude don tall pass me wella, he looks like my senior sef. But na my boy to the core.
If I'm asked to name one friend I've impacted both negatively and positively, Francis name would be numero uno on the list, he was my protegee.

I gave him his first alcohol, first woman, first smoke, any major shit y'all can think off, he's the first dude that actually betrayed me and got away with it intact, Hahahaha, he was like the younger brother I had to create in my image, because I didn't wanted to spoil my own brother, atleast make popsy get one consolation. grin grin

I was the person that convinced Francis to sign up in my school so that we could rock together since we barely met in school since he was a level below me academically. All the other TP staffs were finals students, so I was their senior brother, a graduate that was not yet a graduate grin the only fortunate TP staff that had the luxury of getting a whole class to himself with another TP staff.

Is my God not wonderful......

End of chapter 1......

Still I Rock.......

My boy is back
Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by swiz123(m): 5:16pm On Apr 10
Therock5555:


Omor its long anybody called me that name on NL, hailings man

welcome ma'am


Hailings bruh, update dropping in a gife



Update don done. Thanks for the patience.


Its been awhile bro, how things?

Everywhere good bro... Your writing skills still as sharp as ever
Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by Therock5555(m): 6:14pm On Apr 10
diaryOfpersius:

My boy is back
Bro seriously mehn, I said don't quote whole post.
Just drop a comment, I'll reply you..

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Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by Therock5555(m): 6:15pm On Apr 10
swiz123:

Everywhere good bro... Your writing skills still as sharp as ever
E dey my body na, follow come. Just he say e no too easy again o
Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by Lovecars501(m): 6:43pm On Apr 10
Loving this
Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by Therock5555(m): 9:37pm On Apr 11
Happy Sunday folks. Today turned out to be my mom's birthday, I was almost caught unawares but God no fit shame us.


I actually typed chapter 3 halfway, but I won't post it until I finish the chapter, so two chapters would drop tomorrow.

Still I Rock....
Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by Rumpleslitskin: 10:33pm On Apr 11
Uduak you no even fit update your homeboy say you don post no be so ooo.

All this fine babes weh dey make person heart skip sef
Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by lanreabbey(m): 11:42pm On Apr 11
Therock5555:
Happy Sunday folks. Today turned out to be my mom's birthday, I was almost caught unawares but God no fit shame us.


I actually typed chapter 3 halfway, but I won't post it until I finish the chapter, so two chapters would drop tomorrow.

Still I Rock....
Happy Birthday to Mum,,, More years in good health,,, Ma regards
Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by Therock5555(m): 9:01pm On Apr 12
Thanks guys for all the good wishes and patience, I had to make this chapter long enough for una enjoyment. Thanks y'all.


Still I Rock...
Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by Therock5555(m): 9:03pm On Apr 12
Rumpleslitskin:
Uduak you no even fit update your homeboy say you don post no be so ooo.

All this fine babes weh dey make person heart skip sef

Bro sorry, I want make the story go far so that una no go drag me too much. I no want too much pressure...
Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by Therock5555(m): 9:03pm On Apr 12
Chapter 3...
Game Boy...


Steamy plate of fried rice, chicken and fried plantain with a pack of chivita and table water was set before me. Sorry it was set behind me, I was looking at her pictures on the wall.

I've never been soo intimidated in my life, the babe is a General's daughter, two of her siblings, three of her Aunties and Uncle were all in the Armed force.

Grace was living in a well furnished self-con apartment that would stun even a banker, I could easily figure out how she could afford the lifestyle.

And dating the school's SUG president, now that was another class of it's own, did I forget to add the fact that she was also her department's reigning Queen. I choke!!!

No he say I no been dey hungry, infact my belly been dey sing National Anthem but your boy gats play cocky. I wasn't gonna show my ajepacko-ness.

Safe to say, I left there satisfied but with an empty lesson note in tow. She even had the effontery to send me a message to HM saying she wouldn't be coming to school the next day because of her immenient journey.

While walking home, I kept thinking, weighing my chances, I'm sure this time I have over did myself with believe, maybe going for another staff in the school wasn't a bad idea. I was the star attraction in the school despite my steady shenanigans but I never thought I'll get a chance with Grace.

Starting with my main competitor; her boyfriend, dude is swimming in money for fucksake, he had the connections, my account wasn't doing bad but I was sure that he's would dwarf mine by a mile, so using money to influence her was a fallacy. I'm sure she had twice my life's networth chilling in her account.

I thought of trying the play boy channel but even that one na cruise, nothing I fit show that girl. So brethren, I gave up. Yes, you read that right, I gave up...... Shit.....


Francis was seated on my reading table as I walked into my room, I dragged him to the bed and took over his position, that was my second favorite position in my room, under my bed is my most favorite (please don't ask me why)

"Baba, how the thing go, gist me mehn, I'm sure you don scope her join."

"Dude, I've got alot of lesson plans to write, we'll talk tomorrow in school, have a nice day." I replied him, drew out my reading chair and sat down.

Francis chuckled a couple of times like he was trying to reason if I actually bounced him or not. Nevertheless, he stood up and left to go join my siblings in the parlor.

That was one thing I liked about Francis, he always know when to respect one's boundaries, even though we look like mates, he always understood his place if needed.

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I turned up late the next morning, luckily I arrived before Assembly was over, I totally forgot that Grace wasn't going to be around. My eyes were red from the stress of staying up till 4am to finish my lesson plans. HM didn't help matters instead, she blasted me for coming late and then went into a frenzy when I informed her that Grace was out of time, I had to flee before she'll use talk and deaf me.

During break, I hung out with Francis, told him everything, his hands were on his head throughout, his eyes, nose and mouth widely opened as I narrated wetin my eyes see for Grace house.

"Bros, abort, abort the mission!!!" He advised when he finally found his voice.

"You dey mad o, mission wey never start nai you want make I abort, e just dey like say fuel no dey bike and you dey beg me not to drive it reach jos, make I just stop for Abuja. You no well!!!" I fired back laughing.

By Tuesday Grace was back in school, showing everyone that she was the hottest chick in the block.

Side tale: [One day I actually took time to observe her from my vintage point when she was coming to school, as soon as she step down from the bike she arrived on, shop owners from the opposite side of the road all had their eyes fixated on her bum-bum, nobody go see that God's creation and not sacrifice atleast 10 seconds of thier life to fantasize about that ass. Me I spent hours daydreaming in front of her, my dick go dey rise and fall anyhow like Idi Amin of Uganda. grin grin]

This time I had also restrategized, I reduced my jokes in class with her, shared the subjects between us equally, when she complained, I told her that I was a TP staff like her so nobody was paying me to teach everything.

By the third day of reduced chats between us, she brought me a flask of food. I was about leaving for break when she stopped me and brought out two flask, I opened mine, lo and behold, a heavenly looking indomie and almost half a dozen eggs were making my stomach rumble but I still had to form for her also, I wasn't going to be bought over by food.

So to spite her, I called three of my pupils that didn't bring any tangible edible for break and passed the flask to them, the kids couldn't even reject the food, they grabbed it in a split second and were digging it meticulously. I was wondering if I actually did the right thing or I could savage the situation and atleast eat one egg from the meal but my side eyes went to Grace, her expression was just blank. Like I mean, blank for real.

E pain her die but she out did me by refusing to show pain or regret or even displeasure, E pain me die too because I could not get the satisfaction of getting one over her.

She simply open hers and began eating, I walked out miserably and hungry.

Francis was feasting on one of his pupil's food, talk of Déjà Vù again. I tear am slap from behind as he burst into laughter and reluctantly passed the poor girl's fork.

"Bros no reason am, that food pass that girl power, I gats help her to reduce am, and boys dey 'H'." He was still reeking with laughter as he spoke, I smiled back but then remembered my own incident and squeeze my face again.

"Bro, follow me." I ordered as I walked towards my class, he followed me tentatively.

We got to the class and peeped through the window, Grace and her friend were eating together and gisting, the kids I gave my food to were eating like it was the last supper, I turned to see Francis with his signature move; his hands on his head, ears, nose and mouth widely opened but this time his tongue was rapidly licking his dry bottom lip. He quickly recovered and dragged me away.

"Bros, make we change classes for this week, I sure say I go fat, see wetin your pupils dey enjoy!!! Damn."

"Sharap there. Na me get that food." I screamed back.

"So you bring better food and you chop tire give children when I never chop for two days." He was visibly mad at me.

"Dude I didn't bring the food, Grace brought it, I rejected it, gave it to the kids."

"And you couldn't give it to me instead, bros you're mad." He could have beaten me to a pulp only if he was Brock Lesnar of WWE, but unfortunately, wishes ain't roses.

He followed me still ranting as I walked to a nearby provision store, I got us coke and buns still he was rambling and munching away, I nearly no pay him money. grin grin

As soon as the bell rang for long break the next day, Francis stepped into my class.

I was amazed at his speed, like even DC's Flash dey learn work for Francis hand. As if on cue, Grace brought out my soon to be signature flask and two forks, I almost enquired if her bag had cutleries in it. grin

Without wasting a second, Francis was already digging into the rice and stew garnished with lots, I mean lots of meat.

"Haa, Uncle Francis, you didn't even pray, what if love portion is in it." Grace said laughing....

"No problem, I am already in love with you." He uttered between mouthfuls. "Bros join me o, you know say na boarding school I go, I no get joy."

I was caught between two worlds, I either abandon my war games and fall like a lap dog in defeat or continue my thug nature and let that sumptuous meal pass me, hell naw!!!

I smiled back and picked my fork, began eating like the ajebo I wasn't, Francis didn't care about my speed for a second, he just kept digging and digging and digging...... grin grin

Seems like Grace felt her presence was a distraction so she took her own flask and said she was going to her friend's class.

As soon as her shadow left the door, I entered my beast mode and snatched the food from the table and dashed away, Francis was chasing me around to the amusement of the few kids still eating in class.

As I was still dribbling Francis while eating hurriedly, I noticed someone peeping from the window, I turned in time to catch Grace before she darted away laughing.

I lost my appetite immediately as Francis took over flask duties. At the end of the day, Grace invited me over to her house so that I could help teach her on writing lesson plans. Francis was more interested about the news and was encouraging me not to laloose(Bleep up).
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By evening I was seated in front of Grace, forming swag with my plate of indomie while giving her tutorials.
I got to know that her friend in school was her next door neighbor, though that one had a less furnished room than Grace.

Before I was through with Grace, it was already a few minutes to 10pm, as I got up to go, Grace grabbed me from behind and locked her door.

"What's your problem?" I queried.

"Don't you know that this is a student environment, cultist and robbers usually lurk around robbing students at night, do you want to get hurt?" She was visibly annoyed at my ignorance.

"Babe, don't worry, I know myself. Nothing dey happen." I boasted even though I was sweating between my anus.

"Peter, I won't forgive myself if anything bad happens to you tonight, please try and sleep, I promise to wake you up whenever you want so that you can go home and get ready for school. Cross my heart."

I turned and faced her, I was now visibly sweating on my forehead. My heart rate had tripled.

"See eh, Grace....." I stammered.

Guys, no be say I no fit sleep outside o, but my papa and mama dey house, and if I no reach house, I'll be in a load of shit.

I just weak......

End of Chapter 3.....

Still I Rock....

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Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by swiz123(m): 9:56pm On Apr 12
Nice update bruv...
Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by Therock5555(m): 7:08pm On Apr 13
swiz123:
Nice update bruv...
Thanks man, hope you'll enjoy the next chapter I dropped...
Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by Therock5555(m): 7:09pm On Apr 13
Side note. The next episode would contain what most religious folks might term sacrilegious but this one na true story so e don happen already, make una bear with me.

Also some erotica is contained in the chapter. Talk about mixing God matter with Devil matter for one chapter..... Haha haha haha

Make una no vex biko....

Still I Rock....

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Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by Therock5555(m): 7:12pm On Apr 13
Chapter 4....
Wrong Decisions.....

While still trying to formulate words out of my mouth, my phone rang. I checked, it was my younger brother.

I picked up and dude was talking all low and scared, he said popsy was looking for me, he told popsy that I went to get something from nearby store. So I better get home quickly.

My sweating had increased, I firmly told Grace that I'll be alright, she gave me a puppy look which intoxicated me the more and I began bragging.

"Okay, let me work things back home, i'll be back if you wish." I seriously never meant that but she took my word for it.

"Okay, just be careful. And don't forget that I am here all alone."

"And don't forget that I am here all alone." Say no more, that was all the motivation I needed.

I was running like a deer for two minutes straight, from her house to the road wasn't that far but I had to navigate alot of buildings and dark corners, my heart was tearing wildly as I sprinted.

My phone began ringing, I quickly grab and mute it while still inside my pocket and running at the same time.

By the time I got to the road and tried catching my breath, the phone was ringing again, caller turned out to be my dad, I almost went into Cardiac arrest.

The road was clear of vehicles so I began jogging slightly at the center of the tarmac. My head was scanning different lies I could come up with but my thoughts were too jumbled to calibrate any lie. I picked the call nevertheless.

"where are you?" He roared.

"I went to buy something, and I won't be back soon." I didn't know where I got that response from but it was a desperate attempt to keep thinking out an answer.

"What do you mean by 'you won't be back soon?' Do you know what the time is?"

"Yes I know. I just want to go back to church tonight."

"To do what?" He fired back.

"To pray. And I am staying all night." I resounded back.

"When did you start praying all night. In church of all places?"

"Wow, so that's how low you think of me. It's okay, dad."

"Are you sure you're telling the truth? Okay your mother and I are coming to check up on you."
As the call cut, I tripled my footsteps, my house was just a three minutes walk to the church, I was five minutes out if I got bike or if I could run for 10 straights minutes I could be in the church, either way I was about to be bleeped. Using God's name to lie was just a welcome condemnation that awaited me. My heart was almost tearing out but I wouldn't dare slow down.

After running for three minutes, I saw a bike headlight, I have never been more happier in my life. The bike dropped a passenger few yards away from me, I doubled my speed. Both of them were startled when they saw me running towards them, the bike man was about darting away so I started shouting that I had an emergency so he should please wait.

I got on the bike, shouted my location breathlessly, just approximately 3 minutes journey, dude told me it was #200 naira. I quickly agreed as he happily sped off.

I stopped at the opposite side of the road to my church, I noticed two people walking towards the church gate, no doubt my parents.

I quietly ran behind them towards my favorite church fence jumping point, it was the lowest part of the church fence. My usual entry and exit point when I wanted to get into the church unseen.

As I scaled the fence, I used my secret passage way(one door that I've learnt how to open even if it's locked). I linked up with the main Auditorium, went to where extra Bibles were and grabbed one, rearranged two chairs and placed the bible opened on one chair before using the main auditorium main door to step out.

My parents were speaking to the security officer, he was trying to explain that he hasn't seen me that night but he choked and was looking confused when he saw me.

The security guard was my personal person, he immediately recollected his words and said he thought they were asking of my younger bro.

I waved them from where I was standing and walked back in. The security officer met me after some minutes.

"You jump fence again abi?" He asked.

The security officer was the only person that ever caught me jumping fence, he almost decapitated me with his hunting gun before he recognized me.

I laughed neverlously as I narrated what transpired. I told him to cover for me in case anybody comes looking for me. I waited for another thirty minutes incase my folks try to play smart.

Thirty minutes later, I had settled the security officer with 1k and was jogging lightly back to Grace's house, it was almost 11.30pm. Luckily I got another bike that exploited me to the core.
Atleast I was safely back in Grace's house, I just dey weigh my stupidity as I knocked on her door. Babe was reluctant to open the door, she didn't believe I'll ever come back. She had to be thorougly convinced before she opened the door only a bit, peeped and quickly dragged me in.

She was wearing just a black nightie, no bra, I was admiring her shaky ass as she walked back to bed. I almost got an erection but my troubles pass erection. She didn't even bother to ask me what happened, sleep was certainly the only thing on her mind or so I thought.....

She turned in time to see me preparing to crash on the rug. She wasn't pleased and dragged me to bed instead.

She slid under a thick duvet as I tried to slide in fully clothe and far away from her as I could manage. She quickly stopped me.

"What are you doing?"

"Trying to sleep nah." I replied.

"So you sleep fully clothe at home?"

"I don't, but this isn't my house either." I was getting irritated but tried not to show it, I wondered why she was so adamant that I take off my clothes.

She plainly told me that she can't sleep with another fully clothe person besides her so I had no choice but to take off my shirt, she insisted I removed trousers too.

I did that and quickly slid under the duvet besides her, trying as much as possible not to use my half erected prick to touch her.
[My mind went to one Nollywood movie that a random dude took Tonto Dike home drunk from a bar and when they were laying down, he got a massive boner and stabbed her ass, she asked brother what was stabbing her yansh, brother foolishly said it was a stick. Her reply was priceless..... "Take that stick out!!!"]

"Good night." Grace startled me from my reverie as she switched off the light and turned away backing me.

I replied appropriately, I closed my eyes for a couple of minutes, my heart beat rate increased, so did my boner, it was almost touching Grace, I shifted back alittle and opened my eyes.

Different things were running through my mind, one part of my mind told me to attempt a move, another stopped me.

I remembered that she had a boyfriend who wasn't my class, she was my class partner so if she wasn't feeling my move, I might become a villain. Our relationship might go sour.

But then I remembered that not attempting your luck sleeping with a lady on una first night together could make you look like a JJC.

I also remembered her last words before I left earlier, on how she was gonna be waiting for me. So if she wasn't down for it, she wouldn't have asked me to come back.

Damn, women are so hard to understand, I took a last stand finally and shifted closer towards her. I casually flung a hand over her shoulder and position myself to lay hand on her right boob.

I was in that position for minutes, heart pounding throughout. I was about to do this, I folded my palm and instead of grabbing her tit, I dragged my hand upwards to her neck, I slightly touched the nape of shoulder, slid slowly and tickled her neck, she shifted slightly causing me to panic and almost removing my hand.

I went back to tickling her neck before I went down to her chest and slowly crawl my fingers into her nightie from above, I was inches away from her tit, I could literally feel time slow down as I inched towards her tit, my finger tips were shaking as I mounted her right boob and slowly took the nipple between my fingers.

Slowly and almost painfully I massaged her nipple, hoping as hell that things were gonna be alright.

In minutes I was meticulously pressing boobs like my life depended on it. I even attempted to press the second boob, a sound of appreciation escaped my lips as she raised herself sideways which made her face upwards, it was like she was saying, you can do what ever you want despite her still feigning sleep.

I slid one arm of her nightie down, giving me access to pull out one boob, I didn't need an umpire to signal me to begin. Naso my lips close round those saucy thick nipples. A moan escaped her lips, I felt pleased....

I was sucking her boobs with careless abandon when devil wisphered to me to check down below, my heart beat rate increased as I started inching her gown up, my fingers carelessly brushed her pussy.

She was shaved as a baby, I boldly touched the pussy, she was already sticky with secretion, I laughed in my mind. Talk about suffering me first. Mtceew.

I slowly began fingering her pussy slowly, waves and waves of rythimic pleasure course through her but one funny thing was that she barely was opening her eyes while moaning. Since it was my first and supposedly only time with her, I went the full course meal. I went down on her after confirming zero ordour, her moan immediately filled the room as I munched her boobs with my fingers till she violently grabbed my head almost choking me as she came, since I was stronger, I willed her hands apart and tried to catch my breath as she jerked around.

I was thinking she'll return the Favour, but she was more interested in collected the little spams that erupted through her body. Well I sucked it up and went for the sucker punch instead. Dragged my trouser from the floor and grabbed my wallet, took out a condom and tried tearing it open.

For the first time since we started pre-intimacy, she open her eyes and saw what I was doing, she reached out and collected the condom, I thought she wanted to help me do the job or maybe even a Mouth Action before copulation.

"Chisos!!!" I screamed as Grace tear me slap wey even soldier man go give high five to. I was mesmerized while massaging my cheek. The next words that came out of her mouth were mind blowing.
"What were you trying to do?"

"Did I say we were gonna have sex? I only said good night. What do you take me for, a slut? Or a cheap girl?" She groaned.

"I'm sorry, I just thought you was game." I stammered. Anger filled my heart, I felt used and dumped but guilt made me apologize, I was wrong nevertheless, there was no consent involved, a moan isn't a yes answer. She could press charges and I'll be done for life. I apolgised once again.

"Its okay, but what you did was wrong, what do you take me for, definitely not a slut, by the way a specific level of affection has to be attained first." She lectured me. "By the way I see you as my fellow teacher in school so it wouldn't be good if something happens between us but let me ask you one question. What are we?"

I choke...........

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The next morning as early as 5am I was home, my family were all seated in the parlor, observing morning devotion, as my kid sis opened the door for me, they all stared at me like a pack of hungry wolves but as king of the jungle(black sheep) wey I be, I greeted them all and went to my room, set my alarm for thirty minutes and passed out, it had been a long night.

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"Baba yarn me how e go?" Francis urged me during break, we were eating boiled yam and egg sauce during break period courtesy of Grace. Speaking of the beauty, she left for her friend's class so we could afford to gossip like bitches....

"Baba, long story." I was grinning like a punk.

"Baba just yarn me. Start anywhere joor."

"Okay, bro, the long and short of the story be say, me and Grace dey date."

His fork fell back into the flask as he stood up to demonstrate his ever efficient signature move; his hands on his head, eyes, nose and mouth widely opened. Pieces of yam dropped down from his mouth.

"Bros how did it happen?" He finally found his voice. I was smiling broadly like I just got 10k dollars alert in my account.

"Bros we don dey date." I added.....

End of Chapter 4.....

Still I Rock!!!!

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Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by Therock5555(m): 7:13pm On Apr 13
See ya all tomorrow homies......
Still I Rock...

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Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by Activity77(m): 8:35am On Apr 14
Baba you're too good....
Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by swiz123(m): 8:51am On Apr 14
That lady took advantage of you. She didn't reject your marauding fingers and that is interpreted as consent. Her moaning added finishing touches to the above.

You were just intimidated, that's why cos that is no where rape.

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Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by sterlingD(m): 9:11am On Apr 14
I am still trying to wrap my head around this chapter 4.l no understand.

She make you off shirt,off trouser come sleep on top same bed with underwear
She allowed you to start pre-intimacy and even go downtown on her and she enjoy the thing finish come tear you slap when e reach time for the mean course.Why she no tear you slap with warning from the beginning?Man dey suffer o.
Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by emmyb2: 10:55am On Apr 14
mad o na this kind thing the lead to rape u be man bro
Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by Ayomide119: 11:48am On Apr 14
This Grace fit manipulate but you self na strongman
Re: Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned!!! A True Story. by fashionnisir: 5:22pm On Apr 14
lol ,guy you have satisfied her by giving her orgasms, they is nothing more to offer, would have done it halve way and let her beg for more.

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