solomonbrown64:
Update should drop before evening

sunkieisland:

Two hands in the air boss.

Vidamia:
You always forgot your mission whenever you are with Debby..... You are not man...... Useless

Ibunkun1:


No shaking boss.
Hmm, i can't really blame Alex though. the only thing i feel Alex is not doing right is driving those close to him away. I've experienced this exact feeling of disappointment in myself, for the same reason. I performed woefully beyond my expectation and I could only blame myself. I had expected my Dad and brother to fly off the tangent when i informed them about the result. But at the end of the day they were the ones that pulled me up, supported and encouraged me.
So I think the best thing for Alex is to open up and patiently wait for the results first before taking further steps. It's not too bad to hope

YINKS89:
Debbie has my vote... She sure know how to make a man forget his sorrows even though she get Choco for head.... Nice update bro keep it up

solomonbrown64:


Baba Yinks, you have forgotten the golden rule about women: you can never be too sure of your woman. Check out today's update.

solomonbrown64:


Yeah, I can been there too bro and just as you said, family came through even though I didn't want to let them know.

But for Alex, Dude has no one and his picky nature won't let him trust anyone to tell them and his pride won't let him discuss it with his "women" or mother. Dude has to just follow his instincts. He believes it's on him to do everything and be everything, if you get my drift. Let's see how that decision goes.

solomonbrown64:
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Chapter 32

She put everything into that kiss, melting into my chest. It wasn't the kind of lustful kiss where we just wanted to eat each other out but rather the kind you just go at it slowly – subtly biting the lips when required, teasing the tongue with playful intentions, hot but enough not to scale up the flames of passion but just to keep it up. The kiss was Debbie telling me of how much she had missed me regardless of my stance that we shouldn't be together. The kiss spoke of her determination to see whatever was in her head as regards to whatever future she has in her there regarding us come to pass.

My body might have melted the moment she kissed me but my will didn't. I still had a purpose to fulfill here tonight, the kiss only made me to resolve to be more cautious with my delivery here, unlike how crude I had been with Anita earlier.

I gently pushed us aside since she didn't want to let go. It had only been a few days since our last rendezvous but her action made it seem like it was more than that. She pouted at me, which was her own sign of displeasure at what I just pulled and I chuckled at her childish act. I quickly held on to her hands as she set out to join us together again. I found her attitude a bit annoying and overly girly since she was a woman but I couldn't deny that I loved the feeling of being so desirable by a really good looking woman. It was ego boasting no doubt but at the same time, it surprised me completely.

I was never particularly observant about her romantic gestures with her husband as until a few months ago, she was persona non grata as far as I was concerned, but I know for a fact that I had never seen her this way with her present partner – not even when he away for long.

Another thing I observed was the kiss – the long soulful kiss – and I had to wonder when she learnt to kiss like that because she had never been that expressive with her kisses before now. This woman was surprising me as the days went by. Despite the amazing kiss and her obvious, contagious desire to be with me like a teenager seeing her crush again, it didn't stop the fact that I had bad news to deliver.

I led her a bit along the bridge and towards the now empty community school until I saw a long bench for sitting and led us to do sit on it. Debbie's demeanour had changed before we even sat down; she was smart to know that something was up with this strange act of mine as in all our time here, I had never brought us here. She had a worried look on her face and that made me feel bad about what I was about to do but it had to be done.

We had been silent since the kiss but when I tried to speak again, it suddenly felt like I had a lump in my throat. I had a lot to say but just couldn't seem to express them. Until now, I never really knew how much I really liked this woman. The feelings have been there but I just refused to acknowledge them.

Debbie's silence only made things worse as she patiently waited for me to get my acts together; it was a matured move by her but one that was tearing my heart as she did.

Why on earth was I suddenly emotional now? I came here with the right attitude to get these things away from me which I counted as distractions but now I am suddenly swelled up in emotion. Why?

"Debbie, why... Why are you..." I struggled to say anything.

"Why are you... Why are so unreasonable?" I blurted out but with difficulty and Debbie just raised one of her eyebrows in Dwayne Johnson's style, wondering what the fvck I was talking about. But, her silence to my question this time only brought out my worst.

"Why can't you see that some desires can never be true? It won't happen no matter how much we want it to!" I nearly screamed at her, now rising to my feet. But, in all of this, Debbie just kept staring at me with a blank mask on her face. Her posture, her stance, and silence just had me looking like a child throwing tantrums. That was annoying.

Fine, she wants to seem oblivious to my questions, then I will speak it out plainly.

"Debbie," I began, staring into her eyes as I had no more fvcks to give. Her silence and attitude had brought me down to this level.

"... I want whatever between us to end. I can't continue to be with you and be with another woman too at the same time. At this present stage of my life, juggling two women shouldn't be on my priority list at all. Things have taken a different turn the last few weeks and I know it has become difficult for us to just go back to how we used to be but continuing to pretend to go on isn't the better option either. I am working towards a future and I am sorry but I don't see you it now." I barely finished before Debbie came at me.

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"That Toto wey you lick, you go unlick am today!" She yelled yet again as she struggled with me while I looked around to see if her screams had gathered attention.

We had been like that for a while since the moment I was done with my speech. Her face and demeanor had remained the same until I mentioned that I didn't see her in my future and she literally became a monster.

She attacked me viciously and with harmful intent, going for my shirt first. I shook out of my initial shock at her lunge and blocked her attempt to get my shirt but that allowed her to take another swing at me, I blocked half of the attempt but the fingers in one of her hand brushed my face and I instantly felt the sting around the back of my neck.

I soon realized that the mad woman had scratched me with her long artificial nails.

"I warned you before that you will finish what you started but you wanted to show me what Baba Michael cannot do, abi? Now, you don change mouth. You are not going anywhere, it's me and you today!" She screamed, hitting me with any free part of her body as I had her hands in my grasp but I wish I could just seal her mouth, especially when she started talking about "unlicking toto." That was just plain embarrassing.

I didn't expect her outburst or anything of this sorts from her but seriously what was I thinking? That a street woman would be as civilized as Anita? Christ, I can be so naive!

"You better shut your mouth before you expose the both of us, you mad woman!" I said out of fear more than anger but it got the desired result as she pulled her hands from my hold, literally tried to slap with her left palm after but I stopped her but I wasn't fast enough to stop the punch to my face, that landed on my lips, splitting it immediately. I pushed her away from with more force than necessary. She landed on her butt but didn't bother trying to stand up, preferring to thrash out her pain on the sandy ground.

The mad woman had assaulted me! I was mad but I refrained from laying my hands on her because she wasn't my woman.

Damn! Do every disappointment have to end up with violent inductions? I had always managed to keep that crazy violence of hers in check but not today. This was probably why Daddy Michael kept her in check with his belt and fist.

I was breathing hard as I tried to understand what had just happened. I swelled up in emotions so I might have been all over the place with my break-up speech but trying to damage me for someone else wasn't the right way around this. She was right about one thing though: there was no doubt that my ego had brought this upon me.

"Damn it!" I cursed as I felt the blood on my lips flowing slowly down my jaw. But despite her actions, her open pain touched me. Was this how Anita had felt when I bluntly told her I wanted a space earlier today?

Debbie had been open with her reactions, no pretense from her but what about Anita; how did she actually feel inside?

"You want to use me and dump me abi?" Debbie asked, going over to another narrative that was just as senseless as the "unlicking her Toto rants" as she stood on her feet.

"Use and dump you? How? If anything, I am the one losing more here because I gave more than I received," I tried to reason with the crazed woman but another lunge at me showed how impossible that would be with her.

"Ko ni da fu e (it will not be well with you)" She cursed at me when she couldn't have her way with further injuring me.

"So when you were using me to cure your konji, using my yansh and my mouth to get closure (did she just say closure?) You didn't know abi? You got your satisfaction but what about me? You selfish bastard! Did I ever get sex? Was I worthy of us to put your useless prick inside my sweet toto?"

Sweet toto? How did she know it was sweet?

I was having a dialogue with myself, zoning out and no longer hearing what she said after that but "you must finish your work with me oh" caught by me.

"You must fvck me well well so tay I go dey shout your name, you hear me?" She uttered with a completely crazed look on her face as she started taking off her clothes, beginning with her wrapper.

It was then I asked myself if she was actually mad that I broke up with her or because I had never slept with her?

I left that question unanswered as the mad woman continued to her top and it was then I knew shitt was real. This woman meant business. I had indeed taken more than I could chew. The home videos weren't playing around after all, they were indeed deranged woman out there who couldn't stand the thought of their romantic fantasies not coming to pass.
Unfortunately, I had played with one and now, the chicken had come to roast. Who send me message oh?

dimssy:
Guys, can we find Alex a new house and job please?

He's too novice for his current life

solomonbrown64:
Update coming later in the day. Greetings folks.

solomonbrown64:
Update coming later in the day. Greetings folks.

YINKS89:
I sight u

Ibunkun1:


Thanks boss. Good afternoon

solomonbrown64:


Good evening bro. Update is ready.

solomonbrown64:
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Chapter 3 cont'd

..... I decided to leave on time and get to school as early as I could because I wanted to know my children more, not just their names but their academic performances. I got to the school by 6:30, wearing a T-shirt and jeans with my fairly abused sneakers since it was a Friday. I met the security guard and no one else, which was good news to me. I ran up the stairs, and starting going through their notes, starting with Mathematics. The scores I saw there in their homework wasn't impressive in the least which meant that either the kids didn't understand what was taught to them or they weren't interested but there was an obvious attempt to get it right so it was the former, the teacher didn't do enough. I checked through their textbooks and discovered that a few of them nearly never do their assignments. Question marks in red ink was all over the place but it seemed nothing was done either by the teacher or the school management and that's if they were even aware of it. This was bad, really bad.

...... But it was not all gloom and doom because two kids stood out from the rest; a boy and a girl. They were exceptional and scored high marks in their continuous assessment tests and their homeworks were always done. I had to ask myself why these two were different.

..."Good morning Mr Solomon." A few children chorused, after which they returned to dropping their bags on the shelf meant for that. I returned in kind although I noticed that their bags were quite full but they all had their lunch boxes with them. What was in their bags?

...."Mr Solomon. We haven't introduced ourselves properly to you since you are our new class teacher. We asked after you from Mr. Daniels and he said you already left. My name is Chiamaka and I am the class captain." Indeed you are, I said within me. The girl who proceeded to introduce the remaining children in class was quite short but her confidence was sky high and was without doubt, one of the impressive kids. This one might not be a special child in that sense but I would have to be careful of her regardless.

.... I said hello to each and everyone of them available and a few kids from other classes who came to greet me before returning to my work. I was so engrossed in my work I didn't notice that it was time for assembly. It was when the drums started beating for the national anthem that I quickly returned to myself and ran to the assembly ground. I saw a few parents in the reception hall with strange clothes. I greeted them and whether they replied or not, I didn't care but proceeded to the assembly ground. I saw the director first, who gave me a weird look after she answered my greeting. I thought about why she gave that look but quickly realized that she was probably wondering why I was still walking when the pledge was being recited. I messed up there.

I looked around and saw a few teachers who were from the nursery section. All were smartly dressed with one of two overkilling it. When I meant overkilling, I meant a lady with the kind of weight behind her shouldn't be putting on a trouser that tight and a shirt so short that I could see her back from even the slightest movements. One of the teachers was putting on shorts, like literally shorts with rings decorating her fingers. I was shocked but I wasn't surprised because I had already suspected right from the first day I saw the head teacher with his hair that was no different from that of Soyinka that this school "na jasi" school.

..... But seriously that lady's behind had to be the best I had ever seen in my short time on Earth. If I had seen this online, I would have sworn that it was implants. Vision's observation of Mjornir comes to mind. The ass was perfectly balanced. The lady was decently tall and well proportioned, just shy of 5 ' 10, subtle curves despite the tight wears but that derriere came out of nowhere. Jeez! Something like this should be covered in a school environment despite Its awesomeness for God sake. Na which kind school I come so?

"Are you ready for today's cultural day?" I heard the voice of the head teacher. Cultural day? What cultural day? No body told me any thing like that will be taking place that day. I rubbed my temple, praying for a quiet day because deep within me, I knew it was going to be a roller coaster. What a school!

solomonbrown64:
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Chapter 4 cont'd

..... " I didn't mention a name, madam." Mrs. Okoye stated after the unnecessary show of force from the melodramatic actress.

".....You didn't have to. Mr. Alex already did the profiling." The useless woman said, turning the discussion my way. A very useless woman indeed. Woh, if this woman try nonsense with me this morning, I go show am say I get craze too. The director looked my way and I gave her my best innocent look after which she turned her gaze back to the women who were still arguing.

"Mrs. Arnold, please sit down. I am sure....." The head teacher tried to intervene,

"...... I won't sit down and allow my child to be stereotyped in such a degrading manner. His fresh teacher hitting him is enough..." She started again, involving him like I was the enemy; it took a great deal of effort for me to keep my cool.

".... Oh, he spanked your boy. Waoh! That's a first. This is promising..." Mrs. Okoye cut in, mocking the reaction of Mrs. Arnold with her words. The affected woman was already shaking from rage; it was then I realized that this woman had serious issues. I was thanking my God that I was pretty smart with my reply earlier that morning else I was certain that one of us would have received slaps if not from both ends. This woman no well.

"..... Mrs. Otigba, you assured me that your teachers aren't barbaric enough to hit or spank or whatever, my kid but yesterday my son was assaulted without my permission and nothing was done about it. I am raising it up now and a parent has shown to be impressed that my son was assaulted by a barbaric being." She finished, her anger focused on the director.

.... My eyes flashed in rage. Lord knows I lost it at that point. I was beyond mad but I managed to keep it under control because I knew this woman could very take this beyond the school and pretty much fvcked me up. She might not have the resources but she does have the connect. It was only a matter of calling. E better make I keep quiet.

...."Yes, I remember saying that to you when you came here for enquiry but after you did, I made it clear that the head teacher had the right to spank a child if he misbehaved. You had no problems with that but the condition of asking your permission to carry out spanking wasn't included and very new to me." The director said in a clear irritated manner, squeezing her face and pulling off her glasses. She does look different without her glasses though, wonder how she would have looked in her youth.

"..….Mrs. Okoye has every right to complain about the distractions caused by other pupils and never for once did she call Kelvin a nuisance but rather described his behaviour as such. Mr. Alex is new here and doesn't know the rules here to the letter. I apologize for his behaviour on his behalf but I will urge you to speak with Kelvin and let him know that his behaviour will no longer be allowed in the classroom. Please, I urge you not to be annoyed nor take this personal. We all want what's best for our kids and I am sure you do too." The director aptly replied, smartly taking control of the situation.

... Mrs. Arnold didn't seem satisfied to me but sat down nonetheless but not after giving me a very bad stare but my facial expression was indifferent. She turned forward and sat back down and I knew we will live to fight another day. This was certainly not over. A beautiful woman with an awful temper.

..... The rest of the complaints were mundane and nothing as tense at the one before. Parents complained about discipline and more than a handful decided that the class teacher should be allowed to spank an unruly child that giving the head teacher the sole right to do that was taking control away from the class teacher. The director was against it but parents were adamant, saying that they didn't want to raise spoilt, mannerless kids.

.... A few other issues were discussed and the meeting was over. Snacks and drinks were shared but only the snacks and bottled water were picked by the parents because taking drinks that were not in cans but in broken bottles were beneath them.

.... We moved to the classroom but troublemaker didn't follow, instead she stayed behind to speak with the director and head teacher. While I was seen as a barbarian by one parent, others were impressed with my ability to step on the head of a snake and come out unhurt. A few issues were thrashed and most seem to satisfied with my answers. I got two parents who wanted me to take their kids lesson after school but I decided to discuss it further on Whatsapp with them. A few change rinsed my hand and a smile of gratitude stayed on my lips even after the parents had all left.

.... But a meeting was summoned by the director and I headed to the last and final phase of trouble for that day.

solomonbrown64:
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Chapter 4 cont'd

..... " I didn't mention a name, madam." Mrs. Okoye stated after the unnecessary show of force from the melodramatic actress.

".....You didn't have to. Mr. Alex already did the profiling." The useless woman said, turning the discussion my way. A very useless woman indeed. Woh, if this woman try nonsense with me this morning, I go show am say I get craze too. The director looked my way and I gave her my best innocent look after which she turned her gaze back to the women who were still arguing.

"Mrs. Arnold, please sit down. I am sure....." The head teacher tried to intervene,

"...... I won't sit down and allow my child to be stereotyped in such a degrading manner. His fresh teacher hitting him is enough..." She started again, involving him like I was the enemy; it took a great deal of effort for me to keep my cool.

".... Oh, he spanked your boy. Waoh! That's a first. This is promising..." Mrs. Okoye cut in, mocking the reaction of Mrs. Arnold with her words. The affected woman was already shaking from rage; it was then I realized that this woman had serious issues. I was thanking my God that I was pretty smart with my reply earlier that morning else I was certain that one of us would have received slaps if not from both ends. This woman no well.

"..... Mrs. Otigba, you assured me that your teachers aren't barbaric enough to hit or spank or whatever, my kid but yesterday my son was assaulted without my permission and nothing was done about it. I am raising it up now and a parent has shown to be impressed that my son was assaulted by a barbaric being." She finished, her anger focused on the director.

.... My eyes flashed in rage. Lord knows I lost it at that point. I was beyond mad but I managed to keep it under control because I knew this woman could very take this beyond the school and pretty much fvcked me up. She might not have the resources but she does have the connect. It was only a matter of calling. E better make I keep quiet.

...."Yes, I remember saying that to you when you came here for enquiry but after you did, I made it clear that the head teacher had the right to spank a child if he misbehaved. You had no problems with that but the condition of asking your permission to carry out spanking wasn't included and very new to me." The director said in a clear irritated manner, squeezing her face and pulling off her glasses. She does look different without her glasses though, wonder how she would have looked in her youth.

"..….Mrs. Okoye has every right to complain about the distractions caused by other pupils and never for once did she call Kelvin a nuisance but rather described his behaviour as such. Mr. Alex is new here and doesn't know the rules here to the letter. I apologize for his behaviour on his behalf but I will urge you to speak with Kelvin and let him know that his behaviour will no longer be allowed in the classroom. Please, I urge you not to be annoyed nor take this personal. We all want what's best for our kids and I am sure you do too." The director aptly replied, smartly taking control of the situation.

... Mrs. Arnold didn't seem satisfied to me but sat down nonetheless but not after giving me a very bad stare but my facial expression was indifferent. She turned forward and sat back down and I knew we will live to fight another day. This was certainly not over. A beautiful woman with an awful temper.

..... The rest of the complaints were mundane and nothing as tense at the one before. Parents complained about discipline and more than a handful decided that the class teacher should be allowed to spank an unruly child that giving the head teacher the sole right to do that was taking control away from the class teacher. The director was against it but parents were adamant, saying that they didn't want to raise spoilt, mannerless kids.

.... A few other issues were discussed and the meeting was over. Snacks and drinks were shared but only the snacks and bottled water were picked by the parents because taking drinks that were not in cans but in broken bottles were beneath them.

.... We moved to the classroom but troublemaker didn't follow, instead she stayed behind to speak with the director and head teacher. While I was seen as a barbarian by one parent, others were impressed with my ability to step on the head of a snake and come out unhurt. A few issues were thrashed and most seem to satisfied with my answers. I got two parents who wanted me to take their kids lesson after school but I decided to discuss it further on Whatsapp with them. A few change rinsed my hand and a smile of gratitude stayed on my lips even after the parents had all left.

.... But a meeting was summoned by the director and I headed to the last and final phase of trouble for that day.

Goalnaldo:
Alex was lucky that Samuel's temperamental mum didn't show up after all. Na double wahala e for be . I have never finished a book in nairaland. I hope I finish this

patoranfire:
Good story. I so much enjoy the content but i cant comprehend how to read the new format, someone help me out.

Goalnaldo:
Alex was lucky that Samuel's temperamental mum didn't show up after all. Na double wahala e for be . I have never finished a book in nairaland. I hope I finish this

Goalnaldo:
Alex was lucky that Samuel's temperamental mum didn't show up after all. Na double wahala e for be . I have never finished a book in nairaland. I hope I finish this