[STORY] FROM GHETTO WITH LOVE (episode 1-11)



Episode 1**** It was a peaceful morning … Great weather , cozy atmosphere, superb and suprisingly noiseless… Even nepa co-operated with nature to bless us with full current light … I woke up dat faithful morning . . Positive and vibrant as ever . . Ready for d days activities . This was the 4 th of april 2016. . The day I would write my 1st paper of d dreaded SSCE exam. . Choi… I was anxious . . I checked d time, it was 6. 45. . I quickly rememberd dat ours was 15 mins late … Jumpin up from d couch dat served as my bed I immediately ran to fetch water to book a space amongst d long queue of people waiting to bath. . In d 2 half hazard bathrooms dat served the entire compound… I immediately took my bath, wore my already ironed uniform and rushed my breakfast . . My mother even saw my enthusiasm… and wondered if I was really dat positive… ‘Finish ur food slowly’ ‘ no dey chop like person wey just come bak from prison ’ she chided. . I ignored her and finished d food, took my file containing my documents and my writing materials and dashed out of d house before my mother could say jack wilshere. . I knew she wasn ’ t happy but hey! I was 16. . hotblooded and sturborn. . I greeted mama Nkechi my nextdoor neighbour and d woman with d biggest ass God created ever … she replied flimsily. . I didn ’t care… I was just cross checking my documents … Wen I bumped into a young man wearing a juventus fc jersey with more blood dan I av eva seen… Soiling my uniform . . And falling me down in d process . . His last words we ’ re ‘save me ’ then he shut his eyes . . A mob was getting close… I calculated d repercussions and looked at my time it was 8: 27 am and my paper was for 9. Confused and afraid , I rose to flee leaving the wounded man to his fate … D more I tried to get him out of my mind . . D more his face and plea plagued my thoughts … I left him der … Lifeless as quick as my legs could carry me … As soon as i got to d junction of my street , I saw a mob of angry looking men all around d ages of abt 20 to 40 years of age. . Wielding weapons like knives , broken bottles, and cutlasses . . I knew for sure I had to act . . I ran back to we ’ re he was a moment ago … We’ re I left him almost lifeless. . To my utter dismay, I couldn’ t find him there anymore. . To make matters more confusing, the trail of blood had dissappeared! ” Blood of Jesus ”… ” Which kind mumu tin be dis na ” I hissed annoyed at his disappearance, shrugged and walked away … When I got to school I was already 10 mins late for d paper. . Due to my past good behaviour and the blood on my uniform ( which I used to claim an accident ) , I was allowed to write the paper… D paper was agric science . . One of my favourites den … but I couldn ’ t concentrate … 2 many thoughts clouded my brain … ” Where did he go ?” ” How did he leave dat place in such a little amount of time?” He fainted na… “ Did he see my face” surely such a notorious criminal would remember me . . For leaving him in such a dilenma … God ! What av I gotten into ? “ 15 mins to go” the fat pot bellied invigilator shouted… I quickly rounded up my papers , submitted and left … As I was going home , seemingly downcasted , I met my french teacher ascending d stairs in an opposite direction … “ Good afternoon ma ” I managed , trying hard to conceal my mood . . “ Good afternoon precious ” she replied … “ What’ s d matter ?” “ Nothing ma ” “ U don ’ t look too well …” “ And u have blood stains all over your uniform ” “ Ma I……” “ Come with me and tell me exactly what happened” she said with a tone of assertion… I merely followed her in humility … When we got to her office , she sat down and asked me to sit beside her on a cushion. . As I sat down, intuitively I took a good look at her … Mrs evelyn was everyboy ’s dream . . She was fair. . Very fair . . She had an average face, and massive watermelons on her chest . . Complemented with a flat stomach and a flat ass to match… All d boys in my class always loved French . . Even tho it was not a compulsory course we loved to see her french boobs . . “ Talk to me precious ” “ What happened to you” The innocence in her voice, coupled with d closeness and serenity of d environment made me forget my ordeal of d day… . My heart beat fast and I didn’ t no wat to say … “ Talk to me !” “ Ma I fell from a bike ” I lied through my teeth . . I was sure she cud read me … “ Is dat y u had all dese stains on your leg ?” “ Pele my dear… Dats awful . All dese okada people sef ” As she spoke , her watermelons bounced with her . . If only I could touch d hem of her boobs I thought … My Attention was evident … And large reflecting my thoughts … As if she knew my mind she stood up and said . . “ Take of ur trousers and lemme see your wounds ” My mouth dropped wide open . . “ Take it off !” “ Ma I… . ” “ Oh for christ sakes take it off . . What do u av der dat I avent seen before ?” She practically took of my belt and my zip flew down before I could cover or reduce my Attention, and standing before her was a my rod . . Erect and curved like 100 naira roasted plantain( bolli ) . . The silk boxers I was wearing didn’ t help matters … I looked at her . . She looked at me … Then my d–k … Then me … . I cud practically hear her heartbeat rising… I don ’ t know wat came over me ( konji na bastard) . . I practically dived her . . Gulping her entire mouth in 1 single kiss . . I kissed careleslly , like the learner I was … She kissed me back ! As I kissed her , I felt her hand round my d–k … Touching it lightly at first , den stroking it. . I felt emboldened . . I reached out of the twin towers of jericho . . held dem in my hands like eggs of life . . I pressed and pushed . . She responded with an “ uugh ” . . I knew I was doin something nice . . She slowly pushed me on the cushion and in 1 swoop motion I felt her lips engulf my d–k … I couldn ’ t phatom d feeling . . It was sweet mixed with bliss … Slurpy sounds mixed wit my moans rent d air … I begged her , pleaded wit her to stop … ( Even tho I didn ’ t want her to ) . . She kept on s—–g . . “ Aargh ” yeeeeeeeh ” “ jeeeesus” Tears were wellin up on d side of my eyes . She suddenly stopped… I opened my eyes thinking she was annoyed with me for moaning too loud . . I opened my eyes to see her spread her legs without a panty on… She was fair to d bone … Even In ha Kitty -Cat . . 2 words I heard “ Bleep me ”… I didn ’ t think twice … I fumbled all around her Kitty -Cat tryin to find d hole until I mistakenly found it and plunged fully… We both gasped as her Kitty -Cat muscles enveloped my rooster. . it felt like we ’ re I was supposed to be… Instinctively I moved out and went in. . Slowly at first , then picking up pace. . I looked at her . . Her melons allover d place and abundant… I was bleeping her and for real . . I was now a big boy… I looked at her face. She was looking at me sternly … pleasure all over her … speaking words I couldn’ t understand … in and out I went . . In unision and love . . Then I suddenly felt a sweet urge to urinate . . I wanted to hold it but could not . . After about 6 thrusts , I let out a loud moan and dumped my sperm in her … She immediately jumped up. . Shouting . . “ Jesus dis small boi ”” “ U no use condom Bleep me u still wan pour inside me ” “ U dey madt” As I tried to respond, the vice principal , d dreaded DR mrs busola emerged . . It was just den we remembered that we didn’ t lock the door

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