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The Naughty Sisters

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Nini Nova
© 2020



When Mayo Stephen becomes acquainted with Martha and Margaret, he experiences what can aptly be called lusty pleasures with the sisters. Years later, the pleasures are rekindled. They become a big threat at his home front. But Bola, his wife, is a resilient woman who uses ‘unusual ways to put an end to all naughtiness and lustfulness.

(CAUTION: This story contains explicit adult contents)




The appointment I had with Madam Clementina Ette was six p.m. at her Allen store, Ikeja. The numbering system was easy, so it was not difficult to identify the building that housed her store.

I could see that the store was a big one filled with exotic clothing items. I got there few minutes to the appointed time and one of her sales attendants took me to her desk, which was at the corner of the large store.

'Good evening, madam, I greeted. I'm the lesson teacher.'

She looked up at me enquiringly. 'Good evening. Are you Mayo?'

She must be in her late forties. A little bit plump, there was no doubt that even with that, she was beautiful.

'Yes, madam. Mr. Moses asked me to see you.'

She seemed to relax a bit. Yes, thats correct. Sit down.

I sat on one of the plastic chairs facing her.

'Mr. Moses said youre good and youll be able to take my daughter in English language and Literature.'

I didnt want to seem immodest, so I just nodded. Yes, I was good in those subjects and I was proud of it.

'You can take them in GCE and JAMB classes?' she asked, more like somebody seeking reassurance.

It was like asking if the Pope could conduct a mass. I can. Ive been taking SSCE, GCE and JAMB classes for years.


She nodded. 'Thats good. I just wanted to confirm what Ive heard. Youre to take them twice a week; Wednesday and Friday. Youll take them for two hours which run from five p.m. to seven p.m.'

'Today is Monday, so youll start the day after tomorrow. That is, Wednesday. Has Mr. Moses told you about the pay?'

I nodded. Of course, he had. That was the first thing Mr. Moses and I discussed.



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She nodded. 'Thats good. I just wanted to confirm what Ive heard. Youre to take them twice a week; Wednesday and Friday. Youll take them for two hours which run from five p.m. to seven p.m.

'Today is Monday, so youll start the day after tomorrow. That is, Wednesday. Has Mr. Moses told you about the pay?"

I nodded. Of course, he had. That was the first thing Mr. Moses and I discussed.

"You are okay with it?' she asked.

I would be damned if I was not alright with it. The offer was good. As a fact, it was the best home lesson offer I had ever had.

I smiled and replied: " Yes, madam. The offer is mouth-watering."

'Good. Start work on Wednesday. Let me give you the address of the house.'

She took off a page from a jotter on her glossy table, scribbled on it and handed it to me.


'Just introduce yourself to the security guy at the gate and he will let you in. The two girls, Martha and Margaret, will be expecting you."

I thanked her profusely and left the big store.

I was an English language and Literature teacher in a modest school at Ketu. My modest income meant any way of augmenting the income was welcome. A home lesson such as the one I was about to start with Madam Clementina's daughters would go a long way in providing some succor.

At thirty, I still felt I was financially not ready for marriage. I had a steady girlfriend, Bola, who I refused to discuss any marital issue with. That was because I felt the time to do so was not ripe enough. I always believed time would tell.

It was January and the second term had just begun. We closed in my school by four oclock, so I had time to move to Ikeja G.R.A to commence the lesson by five p.m.



On Wednesday, I arrived at the gate of the house address I was given few minutes to five. The uniform guard attended to me. He must have been told that I was coming as he relaxed his countenance upon introducing myself.

"Ah, welcome," he said. 'Just go to the door over there and pressed the button. The house maid will attend to you."

"Thanks."

I went to the door he said. It was a security door I felt must be bullet-proof. I pressed the bell and waited. Some seconds later, a chubby, round faced lady opened the door.

"Good evening," I said cheerfully. "I am Mayo and I'm the new lesson teacher for the daughters of the house."

Maybe she found the way I introduced myself to be funny, for she smiled expansively.


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It was a security door I felt must be bullet-proof. I pressed the bell and waited. Some seconds later, a chubby, round faced lady opened the door.

"Good evening," I said cheerfully. "I'm Mayo and I'm the new lesson teacher for the daughters of the house."

Maybe she found the way I introduced myself to be funny, for she smiled expansively.

"Yes, come in."

I followed her in. From the short passageway, we went to the exotic looking living-room.

"Sit down while I go up to tell them that their teacher has come."

I nodded and sat on one of the luxury seats.

Against the marble floored staircase, I could hear her footsteps as she went up. I looked briefly around and could smell opulence all around me. The furniture and furnishing were exquisite. After about a minute, the maid was back.

"Follow me up," she said.

I heaved my lithe frame up and followed her up the stair case. We walked down the corridor to the last room by the left. She opened it and gestured that I should go inside.

"This is the room where youll be giving them the lesson," she informed.

I nodded and muttered thanks. She closed the door behind me and I could hear her receding steps until they faded off. I looked about the room. It looked like a mini library as there were shelves of books, both paperbacks and hardbacks.

The books covered various topics ranging from banking to architecture, history, tourism and health education. There were also some local and foreign journals.

Their father was most likely an elite who fancied books and reading; or who was just putting up the act. Later, I learnt that the man was a respectable architect who had made his marks in his state and at federal level.

At the right side were a desk and two chairs facing a wall that had a white board. These were the desk and the chairs my prospective students would be using. The seats were ready, the room was well-prepared, the teacher was around, but where were the learners?


I sighed and sat on a seat, a bit separate from the desk. My eyes went to the journals and I decided to pick one of them that caught my fancy. It was a foreign entertainment magazine. I picked a story on Halle Berry. She was my favorite African-American celebrity. I was still going through when my students finally came inside the room.

Martha and Margaret were identical twins. They were of average height and stature. I had been told by Mr. Moses that they had finished secondary school the previous year, so I put their age to be between seventeen and eighteen. They were pretty, no doubt, and they looked much like their mother.


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It was a security door I felt must be bullet-proof. I pressed the bell and waited. Some seconds later, a chubby, round faced lady opened the door.

"Good evening," I said cheerfully. "I'm Mayo and I'm the new lesson teacher for the daughters of the house."

Maybe she found the way I introduced myself to be funny, for she smiled expansively.

"Yes, come in."

I followed her in. From the short passageway, we went to the exotic looking living-room.

"Sit down while I go up to tell them that their teacher has come."

I nodded and sat on one of the luxury seats.

Against the marble floored staircase, I could hear her footsteps as she went up. I looked briefly around and could smell opulence all around me. The furniture and furnishing were exquisite. After about a minute, the maid was back.

"Follow me up," she said.

I heaved my lithe frame up and followed her up the stair case. We walked down the corridor to the last room by the left. She opened it and gestured that I should go inside.

"This is the room where youll be giving them the lesson," she informed.

I nodded and muttered thanks. She closed the door behind me and I could hear her receding steps until they faded off. I looked about the room. It looked like a mini library as there were shelves of books, both paperbacks and hardbacks.

The books covered various topics ranging from banking to architecture, history, tourism and health education. There were also some local and foreign journals.

Their father was most likely an elite who fancied books and reading; or who was just putting up the act. Later, I learnt that the man was a respectable architect who had made his marks in his state and at federal level.

At the right side were a desk and two chairs facing a wall that had a white board. These were the desk and the chairs my prospective students would be using. The seats were ready, the room was well-prepared, the teacher was around, but where were the learners?


I sighed and sat on a seat, a bit separate from the desk. My eyes went to the journals and I decided to pick one of them that caught my fancy. It was a foreign entertainment magazine. I picked a story on Halle Berry. She was my favorite African-American celebrity. I was still going through when my students finally came inside the room.

Martha and Margaret were identical twins. They were of average height and stature. I had been told by Mr. Moses that they had finished secondary school the previous year, so I put their age to be between seventeen and eighteen. They were pretty, no doubt, and they looked much like their mother.


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Martha and Margaret were identical twins. They were of average height and stature. I had been told by Mr. Moses that they had finished secondary school the previous year, so I put their age to be between seventeen and eighteen.

They were pretty, no doubt, and they looked much like their mother. Martha, I was told, had only D7 in her English language, while Margaret had E8 in Literature.

They did well in their other subjects, but their father insisted they must write the GCE for a better O Level results. Besides, they would also be taking the university matriculation examinations for the ultimate university admission to a Nigerian university.

My task was to adequately coach and prepare them for the exams.

'Hi,' I greeted as my eyes moved from one to the other.

'Hello. Are you the teacher?' The one to my left spoke. Now, that question sounded dumb, wasnt it? Surely, I could not be the electrician or the plumber.

All the same, I nodded. 'Yes, I am. I'm Mayo, your new lesson teacher. Youre what?'

'Martha,' she said shortly, almost curtly.

Martha, my mind echoed the name.

The two girls were wearing t-shirts, but the one that spoke was wearing blue t-shirt while the other one who had not spoken a word, was in pink. I would use the color to identify and distinguish them today.

I tried to smile. ''I'm pleased to meet you, Martha; and you, Margaret. Sit down and let the class begin.'

I stood up and moved to the white board while they took their seats. As a teacher, I always had a marker and some writing materials in my folder. I brought the marker out and wrote English language and the date on the board.

They had brought some books with them, so they opened them and wrote what I wrote. My work had started in earnest. The topic was on sentence and sentence structure. I defined it, gave examples and contrasted the elements.

I could see that my students appeared attentive and were jotting things down. That was good. I always liked students that were eager to learn. After talking for about ten minutes, I paused.

'Any question, so far?' I asked. I turned to the one who had not spoken a word. 'Any question, Margaret?'

She stared at me briefly and shook her head.

Even before I turned to Martha to ask her the same thing, she raised up her right hand.

'Yes, Martha?'

'You didnt tell us how old you are and whether youre single or married.'


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mad ooo... wetin dey 1 know with age

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make we dey wait now @op go tell us later but na the beginning of strategic planning be dat o. na who know go know

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CasNova:
Martha and Margaret were identical twins. They were of average height and stature. I had been told by Mr. Moses that they had finished secondary school the previous year, so I put their age to be between seventeen and eighteen.

They were pretty, no doubt, and they looked much like their mother. Martha, I was told, had only D7 in her English language, while Margaret had E8 in Literature.

They did well in their other subjects, but their father insisted they must write the GCE for a better O Level results. Besides, they would also be taking the university matriculation examinations for the ultimate university admission to a Nigerian university.

My task was to adequately coach and prepare them for the exams.

'Hi,' I greeted as my eyes moved from one to the other.

'Hello. Are you the teacher?' The one to my left spoke. Now, that question sounded dumb, wasnt it? Surely, I could not be the electrician or the plumber.

All the same, I nodded. 'Yes, I am. I'm Mayo, your new lesson teacher. Youre what?'

'Martha,' she said shortly, almost curtly.

Martha, my mind echoed the name.

The two girls were wearing t-shirts, but the one that spoke was wearing blue t-shirt while the other one who had not spoken a word, was in pink. I would use the color to identify and distinguish them today.

I tried to smile. ''I'm pleased to meet you, Martha; and you, Margaret. Sit down and let the class begin.'

I stood up and moved to the white board while they took their seats. As a teacher, I always had a marker and some writing materials in my folder. I brought the marker out and wrote English language and the date on the board.

They had brought some books with them, so they opened them and wrote what I wrote. My work had started in earnest. The topic was on sentence and sentence structure. I defined it, gave examples and contrasted the elements.

I could see that my students appeared attentive and were jotting things down. That was good. I always liked students that were eager to learn. After talking for about ten minutes, I paused.

'Any question, so far?' I asked. I turned to the one who had not spoken a word. 'Any question, Margaret?'

She stared at me briefly and shook her head.

Even before I turned to Martha to ask her the same thing, she raised up her right hand.

'Yes, Martha?'

'You didnt tell us how old you are and whether youre single or married.'


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That was good. I always liked students that were eager to learn. After talking for about ten minutes, I paused.

"Any question, so far?" I asked. I turned to the one who had not spoken a word. "Any question, Margaret?"

She stared at me briefly and shook her head. Even before I turned to Martha to ask her the same thing, she raised up her right hand.

"Yes, Martha?"

"You didnt tell us how old you are and whether youre single or married."

I shook my head. Her questions were off the topic, but I decided to answer them.

"When are you planning to marry?" she asked again.

Now, I was here to teach English and Literature, not talk about my marital eligibility or personal life.

"Can you please ask questions on the topic?" I said.

But she did not ask any pertinent question, so my teaching continued. After two hours, I ended that session with them.

On Friday, I was back in the house. This time around, I had I had to wait for a much longer time before they showed up. It was actually one of them that came around.

"Martha is having some cramps," she said. That meant I was talking to Margaret.

"Whats wrong with Martha?" I asked as if I had not heard her.

"She's not feeling too well."

I sighed. Inwardly, I shrugged. That should not be a problem for me, should it?

"Okay, Margaret. But, even you came quite late."

"Sorry," she answered briefly.

No problem, I felt. Having one of them around was good enough. I wrote the topic for the day on the board and started to teach. After some minutes, characteristically, I asked if she had any question.

"I have some questions," she said, smiling.

I was happy she was finally going to be an interactive learner. "Oh, good. Go ahead and ask your questions."

"I have them here." She handed a jotter to me.

I took it from her. There were five words written on it.

"Can you explain the meanings of those words to me?"

I was shocked at the words she had written. Number one was cunt. The other words were cum, boob, dick, and clits.

"Goodness, what are these?" I exclaimed.

"You know their meanings, dont you?" she asked calmly.

I was aghast. In my years as a teacher, I had never come across a female student as assertive as this. More shocking was the fact that I had thought Margaret was more reserved compared to Martha.


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