(A must read piece for young ladies - Hadiza's tale)
Right from my secondary school days, I
started sleeping with my class teacher, Mr. Ayo.
And when I gained admission into the
university, I continued with my lecturers so as
to clear all my outstanding courses. That day,
he saw me standing by the corner of a lecture
hall pinging and at the same time smiling. He
stared at me which I noticed. I adjusted for him
to have a good look at me, and in less than two
minutes, he was already walking towards my
direction. I smiled a bit, “hmm, today’s catch is
coming. My botany lecturer is coming to get
me,” I muttered.
“Hi, young lady,” he spoke out.
“why are you not in the hall whereas your
course mates are busy learning?”
“Good morning Sir,” I replied. Thinking of what
next to say.
“Uh..mm... I came in late so I couldn’t enter
into the lecture hall.” I lied.
“Is alright, but would you mind coming to my
office to relax a bit? He asked.
“I would like to talk to you, if you don’t mind.”
He added.
I accepted his request, and followed him to his
office.
His office was just ten steps away from my
lecture hall, so in a moment, we were already
seated in his office.
Like other lecturers, he offered me a soft drink
just to get me busy as he discuss with me. Prior
before this time, I left home as one of the
hottest chicks on campus, I had dressed in a
seductive manner. My tight bum short was
covering my below the waist calvity, with a fine
revealing blue top to blend everything. As
usual, I had my breast pushed out a little bit for
guys who were interested in eyeing them. My
makeup, though lightly applied, but tempting. I
was out for a mission; I was ready for any guy
that will cross my part. I needed money badly.
When he started talking, his first three
statement made me conclude that he was not
different from other lecturers I have slept with,
so I was having it in mind that I was going to
***** him dry if care was not taking. But I was
so wrong. This was not a man that was after a
lady's pant but her life.
''You are a very pretty lady, you know.'' He
started.
''The last two minutes I spent before I walked
down to you, should I dedicate them to you?
Coz I spent all of it just staring at you.''
''You are indeed beautiful, but I found a fault in
you.'' He added.
“I was shocked at this very last statement, so I
asked…
“A fault you said?”
“What fault Sir?”
Then he continued…
“You see young lady, for those two minutes I
spent staring at you, I saw your beauty fading
away. I saw all... I mean all that made you a
beautiful young lady in just two minutes, and I
was done.” Then I ask myself this, “what will a
young lady like you be looking for in this life
that she will have to expose her private body
part, most especially her breast to the public?
How much does she wants to get from a guy
that she cannot get from God Almighty – the
giver of wealth? This is one of the things God
endowed you with, to beautify you and for you
to satisfy the desires of your future husband,
but how come you are selling it this cheap?
How come anybody can see it so easilly? How
come you don’t value this great beauty from
God that makes many men go crazy just seeing
them? God actually created you this way, so
that you will be irresistible before your
husband when the right time comes. But when
I saw you, your attraction and your beauty
faded away before my very eyes. Hmm! I cried
for you silently, but I felt it was not too late for
you to make amend, hence I came to you.”
''You can change this way of life,'' he said softly.
''You can return to the father's love again.''
“Thank you sir,” I spoke out coldly.
My head still bow down in shame, with my
heart collapsed, I managed to get up, and left
his office.
Are you a sister, and this is the kind of life you
live in school, place of work or even at home?
Why don’t you return to the Father’s love
before you kick the bucket?
Are you a brother who is always interested in a
lady’s pant, why can’t you return to the Father’s
love?
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