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Chapter 5

  • There was silence between us. The only sounds that I could hear were the laughter from my classmates. I didn’t know what was funny about whatever it was they were laughing about. Finally, he broke the silence and said, “You must be Stephanie. Now tell us something about yourself.”
  • I started by apologizing for being absent minded. Then went ahead to talk about my future dreams. I call them dreams because at this age of discovery, everyone gets ideas that they can be this or that, based on the situations one is in. I said I wanted to be an engineer (do not ask what type) because I didn’t know all these differences. I wanted to be a doctor as well, to help people get back on their feet. I wanted to start a charitable organization, to help the less fortunate in the society. I wanted to be a business person, to enjoy freedom of choice and independence in my practice. Modeling was also one of the dreams I had. I have what it takes to be one, so why not try it out. Finally, I said I would love to be a loving wife and mother. Who doesn’t dream of having a prince charming by her side?
  • The class went on well but I couldn’t help getting destructed by this man’s charm.
  • Our next lesson with my mister charm was a practical lesson. We were arranged into groups of five. As always, my colleagues choose me to be the group leader. The group leaders were required to help set up the apparatus. We went to the stores to pick the apparatus, but an accident occurred. I cut my finger. Ray rushed to the first aid kit to help me. He cleaned the finger and dressed it, then whispered to my ears, “If only I could kiss this one finger to take your pain away.” His eyes looked loving and from that moment, I knew he looked at me, not as a young student but as a ‘woman’.
  • We finished our lesson and he called me back to help return the apparatus. I was the laboratory prefect; I would have to go back anyway to lock the place after everyone is done. He looked into my eyes and told me how he felt about me. I was happy and confused at the same time. I didn’t know how to respond to this. It wasn’t a surprise to me. I had always known it from the first day he laid his eyes on me. He always gave me this look of a thirsty man. His eyes looked as if he was already making love to me. What surprised me is his courage to say it. I felt it was kind of fast. I didn’t know if it was because of the limited time he had in the school or it was because of the urge he had. Anyway, I stood there dumb-founded and stared at him like a zombie. He moved closer to me, his gaze not leaving my eyes and said, “You are beautiful. If only you could give me a chance, I would prove my love for you.”
  • He pulled me closer to me. The distance between us was a few inches. I could hear his heart beating fast. He held my waist and pushed me to the wall. He parted his legs and leaned forward, one hand on the wall and the other holding my waist. “What do I do with you?” he said. My heart was beating fast. My legs could no longer support me. I tried supporting myself against the way with my back to no avail. I slowly moved my hand and held his hand, the one around my waist. He reached to my lips and kissed me passionately. I kissed his back. I couldn’t hold back. This is what I had been longing for. I couldn’t just let this moment pass me by. I knew I loved him, or was it infatuation, I can’t tell. One thing I know is that I felt something strong for him. Strong enough to over look school rules, age matters and my religious believes. Whatever it was, I just had to get him.
  • We kissed each other passionately and did not want to stop. He lifted me and put me on one of the benches, kissing me and massaging my hair. He let loose my hair and watched it flow down my shoulders. “You are beautiful, very beautiful in deed.” He smiled at me in that charming smile and gave me a sexy look. The look suggested that he wanted more. I also wanted more. I wanted more of his kisses, more of his touch, more of his sweet whispers, more of his love. “I want more of you, but you have to be okay with whatever we will do together.” he said. I just looked at him and wondered what would be next. He gave me a tight hug. He didn’t want to let go. I wished that time would stop and let me be in the hands of my dream guy, the guy who a while ago had given me my first kiss. A guy who had robbed my heart and mind and I could not think beyond the two of us. The guy who had not delayed in letting me knows his intentions. A guy who was now holding me tight and I could feel the arousal of his dick against my stomach.
  • I don’t know how long we had been hugging. I was just listening to his heart beat and a voice deep inside me was telling me that it could be love. Our sweet moment was interrupted by the bell. I cursed the bell for ruining such a rare moment. I told this prince charming that I had to go. He slowly let go of me and gave me a sexy smile. As I was leaving, he pulled me back and gave me a long kiss. “I wish we can do this again, and more too. I want more of you. Just be comfortable and let me love you,” he said. I told him to leave first so that I could lock down the place. I locked the place and joined the other students for supper. I had something to fantasize about. Actually it was no longer a fantasy. Mr. Raymond had just kissed me, held me tight and wanted more with me. I wanted more with him too.
  • I visited the staffroom on many other occasions and I could see Mr. Raymond ‘look’ at me. At times he would lean back and hide his face with a book and look at me. Whenever he was around teachers he was comfortable with, he would just say hey to me and smile. His smile is not just a normal smile. It is that smile that will makes a woman loose her senses and think only with her pussy, wishing how this man will be hot in bed. Whenever he got a chance, he would just whisper the word more.