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Rita's right hand moved, slowly, a little lower, and her little finger dropped down and gently felt the top of Henrietta's left breast, pressing ever so slightly into the soft skin. Her eyes closed as she felt the high school student.... It was perfect.

She breathed out softly, and with a low voice, “I think if he had his choice, he would take you......I know I would....” and her hand lowered itself to Henrietta's boob and squeezed it lightly.

Henrietta whipped around to face her teacher. Rita's eyes opened quickly. Henrietta saw them instantly change from warm and kind to stern and business-like; her hand was still on the girl's breast, but the squeeze had changed,in some weird way, like her eyes had, from a passing touch to a firm grasp.

“Wha....wha...............What are you doing......?” Henrietta breathlessly asked, her eyes shifting from her teacher's determined face down to her determined hand, which had taken possession of Henrietta's boob. She started to breathe quickly, nervously, her breasts rising and falling.

The firm grasp softened slightly, and started kneading its object of interest, and when Henrietta's hands raised up to grasp her teacher's arm, trying to push it away half-heartedly, the grasp became insistent, and wouldn't be moved. I don't want to offend her, but what's she want? Is she going to...like...attack me?? She can't. She won't. She'll lose her job, she knows that.

“Listen......I...uh....I know we were getting along and all....”

Henrietta started saying, incredibly distracted by her teacher's unwavering, direct eye contact, and the hand that was groping her “...and, you're really, really cool. I've had fun, but.......um....I didn't know you were a lesbian,” at this point Henrietta tried to push Rita away, but her teacher's left hand circled around Henrietta's back and pulled her close, her other hand had left Henrietta's breast and was very slowly moving down, finding another button on her blouse, pausing, and starting to undo it...

“Mmhm. And?” Rita replied, not adding anything else. She broke her stare at Henrietta and lowered her eyes to her student's chest.

Henrietta didn't know what to do for sure. Her teacher had replied just like she was replying to one of Henrietta's excuses for not doing any homework.

A sort of been-there-done-that tone that implied she knew what she was doing and didn't need this conversation since she knew what was going on already.

“And......look....I'm not comfortable with this. I'm not a lesbian. I'm not bi-curious or whatever.” The button came undone, the offending hand reached down to the next, and Henrietta looked down towards it, then back up at her teacher, desperately, “Rita, I'm not a lesbian.”



Nothing Goes for Nothing: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/nothing-goes-for-nothing/44852

Nice update.

Interesting update.

Keep it coming.

seunmsg:
Some peoples consensus candidate in the mud

Now that GEJ failed to get the consensus anointing oil, who are we backing again for the anointing oil?

We told you guys severally that the candidate of APC will emerge through a free, fair and credible primary election alone. Those running on the platform of anointing will start dropping out or start campaigning. This is politics and not child’s play.

There should be nothing like annointed candidate. Why some people believe in it is baffling.

abc115:
You are covering ground for GEJ.

GEJ was approached.

He agreed...but wanted consensus, backing and anointing of President Buhari that was why he visited APC Chairman.

PDP Miscreants and wailers were confused, obtained BMC forms... suddenly stopped criticism of APC.

President Buhari said, he is not a Pastor and has no Anointing Oil.

GEJ backed out

This is a good summary.

It is not the media's fault. Jonathan created the room for speculations.

We are watching. There are interesting times ahead.

He is only trying to save face. The damage is done already. As a matter of fact, his latest utterance is making matter the matter worse.

Nice update.

Your writeup is filled with make-belief. Many of the candidates you mentioned also have long ambition to become president.

They were yet to resign in the first place, so there is nothing like withdrawal of resignation.

The whole attempt of Jonathan coming back on the platform of the APC is theatre of the absurd.

He is right.

If i were in his shoes I will say the same thing.

Inside she was thinking, Alfred can get all up on me anytime I'm working. Hmmm...I wonder if Bimbo's female servants ever enjoyed his attentions..............if he was hot enough I probably would..........

Henrietta leaned forward a little to look at picture of a bust of Bimbo, and her breasts, contained in a frilly white bra, were immediately being lusted after by Rita, hungrily.

“Well, I guess it might seem weird....but you know, they were the most powerful men in the world, and some women didn't seem to mind.”

Rita sat a little closer to Henrietta, “Roman Senators' wives were constantly carrying on affairs in that society. Particularly with decadent emperors....”

“Wow, well, I guess I can get that,” and as she spoke, Henrietta stretched, her back arching beautifully, her breasts proudly standing out. She spoke in the middle of the stretch, “Who knows? If he made a move on me I might.....oh, hey....”

Rita had placed her hands on Henrietta's shoulders and was gently massaging them. It took Henrietta by surprise......but it felt good. Henrietta thought to herself, Alright, went from scary/cool teacher to awesome teacher, in one second. Good job Rita.

“What,” Rita said, enjoying the feeling of her student's soft skin, even through her thin blouse, “You would carry on an affair with Bimbo? Pretty brave, kid.” She was pushing her thumbs into Henrietta's back, while gently gripping her shoulders.

While she spoke, she moved her hands forward a little, up and over the shoulders, then she started running her fingers down and back up Henrietta's soft skin—right below the girl's neck. Her hands went over her collarbone a little, than back up, then back down slowly, firmly pushing in.............she was doing a good job.

Henrietta rolled her head around, enjoying the treatment, and repositioned herself so she was sitting with her back a little more towards her teacher. Rita moved over and brought a leg up on the couch and around Henrietta, so that Henrietta's back ended up resting against her.

Rita's breasts pressed up against her young student. Her hands moved up and around Henrietta's neck, her thumbs pressed in firmly where Jaime's neck met her head.....and Henrietta loved it.

“Mmmmmm......well.....I wasn't thinking an affair really, I was just thinking if I was a servant girl or something....” Ummm... Henrietta thought, this conversation is actually getting a little weird......I think I'll keep my thoughts to myself on this ma......

“Oh I see. The most powerful man in the world finding you desirable” Rita's hands moved down her student's neck, one resting on her left shoulder, her right hand falling quite low on the chest, the thumb lazily drawing circles between, and right above,

Henrietta's breasts. “.....Yeah, it might be a bit of a turn on. I bet he'd be all over you, actually.” Rita leaned a little closer and said these words quietly.

Henrietta laughed a little, and put her head back, as Rita's left hand continued massaging near her neck. “Well, I'd like to think he would, but he probably could have whoever he wanted...” I'm diggin the massage, but her hand is pretty close to my boobs there...but whatever. She's been chill...I don't know what I found scary about her at all.

Rita's right hand moved, slowly, a little lower, and her little finger dropped down and gently felt the top of Henrietta's left breast, pressing ever so slightly into the soft skin.

Her eyes closed as she felt the high school student.... It was perfect. She breathed out softly, and with a low voice, “I think if he had his choice, he would take you......I know I would....” and her hand lowered itself to Henrietta's boob and squeezed it lightly.





Nothing Goes for Nothing: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/nothing-goes-for-nothing/44852

“He’s likely going to be buried next week,” her mother went on. “I know you did not really like him, but I think it’s a good thing for you to attend the burial of your step-father.”


Suzanne did not like hearing the word, ‘step-father.’ She never considered Sunny as that.

“Okay, mummy,” she forced herself to say.

When her mother cut the line, Suzanne realized she did not have one single sympathy for Sunny.


* * *


That day, Suzanne planned to spend her morning and afternoon with Tam. He had invited her to his father’s house at Dolphin Estate. His mother was happy to see her, as usual.

Suzanne had been there on some occasions and she had always been welcome. Poor woman, she did not really know the kind of person Suzanne was.

Tam soon took Suzanne to his room where he grabbed her ass and did the ass-banging. In the afternoon, he took her out for lunch. It was a Chinese eatery he had taken her to before.

She was savoring the meal when she had a call. This time around, it was from Bashy. She was not expecting his call, and with Tam around, she had to be careful about what she said.

Suzanne picked the call and waited for him to speak.

“Hello, dear,” he said. “How’re the lectures going?”

“Fine,” she replied carefully. “How about you? How’s the work going?”
“Oh, it’s okay. Listen, dear, something has come up. A brother of my wife has come to Lagos and he’ll be lodging in my house.”

“I…I see.”

“Yes. It means you cannot come home. You cannot be around here until he goes.”

Suzanne sighed. “I see.”

“You have to stay off, for now. I’ll send you some money. Don’t worry.”

She suddenly remembered her clothes and other things in his bedroom, but this would not be the best of time to ask about that.

“Okay,” she said.

“See you, darling.” He said and cut the line.

Tam had been studying her. “Who was that?” he asked.

She smiled. “It was one of my uncles,” she lied. “He said that for a long time now, I have not come to his house to greet him.”

Tam only nodded. They soon started another conversation. In her mind, she was thinking of many things.

How would she get her clothes and her things out from Bashy’s place? She had not imagined a situation like this coming up. Well, surely, Bashy would arrange for how that would be done.



Trapped: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/trapped-by-passion/46515

Simply put, the ministers want to eat their cake and have it.

Lamido is quite right. Certainly, many politicians are perfidious and treacherous.

Zamar:
Nice update.

Thanks.

Igbo is not a minority group. However, Igbo cannot clinch power through coercion, grandstanding or threats.

A survey such as this does not usually translate to reality.

Zamar:
Interesting episode.

Thanks.

Beg labour leaders? Is that what the vice president should say?

I believe that NANSis only bluffing.

That is terrible. Raping is bad, but raping a minor is worse.

Many youths waste their time and lives in cultism. Say no to cultism.

Good one, governor.

The idea of annointing candidates is anachronistic. Governors or Presiident is not god.