The Graduate’s Story – True Life Story Episode 1

 

My name is Adeolu. There’s a saying to the effect that “What can’t kill you only makes you stronger.” But this time, I don’t know how strong I will be coming out from this predicament that I have found myself but then, I want to share it with all and sundry, at least perhaps a problem is half solved when it is shared. Let’s see how the cookie crumbles in my case after sharing… Just read.

This all started about two years ago the very year I embarked on my youth service in Kogi state. There was this very good canteen not too far from Yagba East local government council, where I frequently visited for my CDS. It was the aroma that lured me to the place, the acrid savour of scented stew and fried pieces of assorted meat; it was irresistible. I couldn’t extricate myself from the luscious captivity that overwhelmed me. Perhaps, a simple restraint would have changed the mores of history, would have saved me from all these.

As I entered the canteen, I grabbed a plate and stood on the queue salivating and waiting for my turn. When it got to my turn, before me was something more compelling than the meal that I expected. My eyes got locked in contact with the young lady who was serving the meal. Your guess is probably as good as mine. It had to be a woman, yeah? Naughty mind. Anyways, let’s go on.

She was beautiful beyond expression. I could hardly compose myself and it took me some few seconds to reboot. She asked, “What food do you want sir?” in fluent English. I stuttered. “Ermm, give me. rice N50, dodo N50 and three pieces of meat.”

She, with a practiced hand, served me the food and added a winsome smile to ensnare me completely. Her skill showed nothing less than culinary adroitness.  I was going to pay and she refused to collect the money. I didn’t understand the kind gesture, I then insisted and she smiled at me and said. “It’s okay, it’s on me.” I then took a seat and started eating.

While I was eating, I noticed her looking at me intermittently; she was stealing glances. I looked at her with roving eyes and noticed she also had a leer on her face. It drove my curiosity wild and I was eager to know her. She sounded quite polished and she looked more dignified than running a local canteen, I knew there was more to it. As I was done, I went to meet her and said to her.

“Thank you very much. My name is Adeolu, can I know your name?”

She giggled and said, “My name is Tope.”

As we both smiled at each other like teens gripped in some high school crush. So I left the place hoping to return the following day. I got to my rented room and I was still thinking of Tope.  She was average height, dark skinned and very attractive. Her curves were at the right angle and her bursts were an eye candy. I mean, she was just a sight for sore eyes. I knew I needed companion to quench my lust while I served my country in the beautiful state of Kogi and Tope just happened to fit into the picture. Being a nerd, a dweeb and a slacker isn’t a thing to be proud of. I had only had sex once. Thanks to Seun who took me clubbing then some chic agreed to get down with me and at the end made me pay N4,000. I regretted the fact that my first sexual experience was in a club, with a girl I never got to know her name, and in the most slovenly and uncouth manner. That wasn’t funny. I felt I needed to lay claim of my very own pet, a decision I soon regretted.

The following day I went to the canteen, but this time around I went there late.  Unfortunately food had finished, but the good thing was that Tope had time to spare. She was busy preparing to wash the dishes and I didn’t hesitate to assist her.  She didn’t want me to get my hands dirty but I insisted. I helped her in getting water and she was thrilled that a corper would stoop so low helping her with the dishes. Well, why wouldn’t I? It granted me the avenue to view her heavy kegs that jiggled as she was washing the dishes. Suddenly her mother appeared from a distance, Tope sighted her and she said to me, “Please hide, don’t let her see you.”

I then hid behind the canteen and after about fifteen minutes she left the place. Tope then came to meet. “Sorry about it,” she apologized.

“It’s okay, no sweat. Your mom is strict right?” I inquired at least to know if something would encumber my lustful desires.

“No she’s not. I am preparing for JAMB exams and seeing me with a guy would upset her,” she claimed.  

“Then why are you here working in the canteen? You should be attending lessons now” I curiously asked.

She said, “My elder sister is not feeling too fine and she’s the one in charge of the canteen. Yesterday was my first day here.”

I asked her the course she intended to study and she gleefully said it was Biochemistry. I added, as a way of dabbling my panache that I graduated with a first class From Chemical Engineering which was true, “if you need any assistance I will be glad to help you.” I added calmly.

“Wow, you must be a genius!” She exclaimed.

She gladly accepted my gentle offer, mentioning that she had found Physics and Chemistry as a closed book to her.

I laughed and said. “No I am not a genius, I just love to read my books a lot. It takes hard work and persistence to be successful.  My dad is a Professor and my mom is a Judge, they really encouraged me.”

We finished cleaning up and I decided to walk her home which she agreed. As we walked, we talked about our families and she opened up about the challenges she faced gaining admission, being the only child amongst her siblings privileged to attend higher institution. I was so bent in making her pass her JAMB and I promised her I would teach her through. I convinced her to tell her mom she needed to prepare for her exams and that she won’t be able to continue with the running of the canteen.  The mom eventually succumbed and she got a replacement. I made an arrangement with Tope, for her to be coming to my place 4:00pm Mondays to Fridays and 1:00pm on Saturdays, which she agreed.  My intentions were sincere, but with a little thoughts of side attractions. In spite of being attracted to her, I wanted her more than anything to pass her JAMB exams this time around…

Her first day at my place was an amazing one. She brought me rice, dodo and three pieces of meat. I was really touched and I felt she truly cared for me. The most enthralling thing she did again was, she washed all my dirty clothes, including my boxers and she swept my room and arranged my stuffs. No lady had done such to me except my mom. I was moved by that and felt more obliged to her. We couldn’t do any reading that day. So I walked her home around 6:30pm. I got to my room and it looked quite different; neat and very organized. I lay on my neatly made bed and I thought to myself. “Is it possible something real can happen between Tope and I??” But I considered the years she would spend in the university and all.

She came the following day. This time she wore a fitted gown. I knew I was going to be in trouble if I didn’t caution myself. I then told her to list out the most difficult topics she was facing. I put her through and she was quite intelligent in grasping, I was really impressed by her keen interest in understanding.

After studying she then looked at me and asked, “How is your girlfriend?” I laughed hysterically and assured her I had no girlfriend.  

“I don’t believe you,” she quizzed.  

“Tope, I am not lying to you. Girls don’t find me attractive, it’s not that I am good looking. Even while in school, I never had the chance to date any girl I admired.” I explained.  

She said, “Adeoluwa, I know you are special I saw it in your eyes the first time we met at my mom’s canteen. You are a special man.”

I was moved by what she said. No lady had ever said that thing to me before. I began to feel for her and that was when I started to really care for her. She looked at my feet and shouted in consternation,

“Aaah.. Adeoluwa. Look at your toe nails. Don’t you cut them?” I felt a bit embarrassed.

I hadn’t cut my toe nails for a long time. I just wriggled out of the question by saying I lost my nail cutter and I hadn’t gotten a new one.

She then said. “Do you have a razor blade? Let me help you cut it.” I resisted at first but she insisted that she wasn’t maladroit in the art of cutting nails. I got her the razor blade and she meticulously cut my toe nails. She then took a napkin soaked with water and she cleaned my feet. No lady had shown me much compassion and care. Immediately I erased the lustful thoughts I had on her and I decided to do everything to make her succeed in her JAMB exams.

Our friendship grew and I found out how remarkable she was. I began to love her but I fought really hard not to reveal it to her. I respected her and I knew she was a good lady and I didn’t want to start something I couldn’t finish. I was aware we both had feelings for each other, but I was afraid it will lead to nowhere and also I didn’t want to make a promise I couldn’t fulfill. It was a tough decision for me, cause I had to fight every temptation that came my way. She was really improving in her preparations towards her examination. She was able to solve all the difficult problems she once faced and I was proud she was making headway. The JAMB exams came and she smashed it. She scored 250 and I bought her a wrist watch for doing so well.

It was Friday night around 9:30pm. I heard a knock on the door and it was Tope. I was really surprised seeing her there. She flung a smile at me and svelted herself like an anaconda revealing her sexy hips.

“Why are you out this late?” I muttered. “I told my mom I was going for vigil” she replied.

Indeed, a vigil would have saved me from all these. Why really didn’t she go to a vigil? I invited her in and queried her as to why she lied to her mum. Embarrassed, she wiped the smile off her face and sat down on the bed without uttering a word. I understood she couldn’t answer me. I made her noodles and she ate. We both lay down on the bed, I knew what I feared the most was revealing its head. I had just my boxers on and I don’t like sleeping with many clothes on.

She then asked “Do you have water in the bathroom, I want to shower.” I then knew that night was going to be an intriguing one. I replied her low-toned “Yes there’s water in the bathroom. You can use this towel it’s clean.” She took the towel and went into the bathroom…

I didn’t have condoms with me and it was late to get one….

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About MR. POSSIBLE

My name is Destiny Ogedegbe. I'm a promising lawyer in training, a perspiring teacher and a despairing optimist. I have a liking for art, music and writing. I believe in the fundamental interconnectedness of things; that True Love exists, that we are way better than people would have us believe. I am Mr. Possible; I'm the Scribbler!
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4 Responses to The Graduate’s Story – True Life Story Episode 1

  1. Tim says:

    hope u will not just terminate your story anyhow

    Like

  2. Sir Blero says:

    wow…nice story, following sir

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