Donigspain - S01 E65

Story 2 years ago

Donigspain - S01 E65

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 65

Flashback two years ago when

Anita was still in her SS1 and I

was then a young new teacher

who just got employed to help

teach a group of mixed students,

some with raging hormones. I

was the youngest of all the staff

working in the school at that

time and so attracted lots of

attention from the students

especially the females who never

hid their fondness towards me. It

was at this time that Anita tried

on many occasions and using

diverse feminine strategies to get

me into having an affair with her

as it was an unprofessional norm

then to find a teacher and a

student involved in a romantic

relationship. Anita was not all

that physically beautiful. She had

a tomboy physical structure,

average in height though she

possessed an attractive dark

complexion with a killing combo

of a hypnotizing gap tooth which

is usually exposed when she

parts her cheek in that seductive

smile of hers. Another special

attribute of hers which I admire

was her doggedness and

determination to always get

what she wants. It was this

salient trait that got her the

nickname ‘Iron Lady’ amongst

the students.

.

At a point I nearly yielded to her

demands. Okay, let’s say my heart

was a bit taken. Ermm, maybe a

chunk. She had this unusual way

of materializing whenever I was

having a rest during my subjects’

free periods. I hardly stayed in

the staffroom then due to the

bad plan of the building which

resulted to a poor ventilation of

the staffroom and considering

my body’s hairy nature which

annoyingly promoted sweating.

So I would normally take my sit

to a cool secluded corner

whenever I had less work open

my table. It was in these

situations that I would find Anita

uninvitingly standing beside me.

She would ask how I am and

why I always chose to sit alone

just to strike up a conversation.

From there she would deviate

into more personal issues

especially those relating to

relationships. At one time she

braved up and asked who my

lover was amongst the female

students but when I told her I

had none and was not interested

she preached how almost all the

teachers had at least one or two

for themselves including

Darlington. It was an error on my

part to have given her such

listening ear and conversing lips.

I was supposed to have rebuked

her on noticing her ill intent as it

was unprofessional for a teacher

to discuss such issues with a

student especially when it

travelled on an immoral

wavelength. I was young,

immature and inexperienced at

that time. It was my first time of

working in an official setting and

more importantly that which

brought me face to face with

naïve young females who would

stop at nothing to satisfy their

curiosity as well as calm the

turbulent biological cravings

which often come with puberty.

.

Gradually, my heart began

drifting towards her line of

speech and writings. Yes, she

wrote me a couple of letters

expressing her interest to having

me as her teacher-lover.

I always

requested for the letters hoping

to use it someday as an alibi

peradventure the rainy came

upon me. It once served to be a

substantial evidence when I had

some fallout with another

student as I had written in

previous episodes. Even though I

saw my heart slowly becoming

fond of her I still tried very much

to see I did not openly declare it

to her through my actions. I

managed to keep the feelings

hidden and bottled up. The only

evidence noticeable enough to a

discerning eye of my gradual

drift would be that I gave her

more ear-time. Nonetheless, my

silent ‘affair’ with her was short-

lived as it took me little time to

regain my sanity. She did called

me at times even after I left their

school and she never said

anything close to knowing

suggesting her having a

knowledge of my relationship

with her friend Ifeoma.

.

So when she caught Ifeoma and

I discussing, I instantly knew

many thoughts would be

running through her mind

especially that of jealousy. It will

only grow worse when she finds

out that we are dating. Knowing

who Anita was and what she can

do I won’t be surprised if she

declares war on my innocent

Ifeoma. True to my fears, she did

declared war on Ifeoma. A war

which was fought almost in all

the planetary realms – physical,

spiritual etc. Anita stood a

distance with hands akimbo

watching as Ifeoma and I

discussed. When we finished and

I was about to go Anita drew

close and held my hand. I could

clearly see envy and jealosy in

those eyes of hers. She managed

to inquire of my schooling. She

complained of my forgetting her

which manifested in my not

informing her of my visit to Aba.

We spoke for a few minutes

before we dispersed. I left the

school a few minutes before

2pm. I got a call fom Emma who

said he was waiting me in our

house. It was time to hear his

own side of the story on how he

spent the night with the other

prostitute.