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TEACHER JOYCE : BOY SCHOOL CHRONICLES

I was 25, a bachelor of Education Graduate from a prestigious University around The city Of Nairobi. I had just completed  my studies in Biology and Applied Sciences. That was my area of expertise. Due to the lag period I had heard previously that teachers can tarmac for sometime before getting a “good job” , I had opted out for sometime to negotiate a top job in one of the thriving private  prominent schools. 

I went for the interview and surprisingly, there wasn’t any harsh words nor appearances from The board. It consisted of 6 members. Two ladies and four gentlemen. All dressed to impress. Only the smiles and the teeth could say something good was cooking behind my back. I thought. Before, I walked out, they asked me about my reaction if I was to be placed in one of their  boys schools since they had a chain of schools both mixed and single schools. I was at first confused and reluctant because I didn’t know what would happen if I said I can’t teach in  a boys school. I automatically knew my dressing would change and I would be restricted to some official baggy looking clothing for reasons better keep them to myself. But since I really needed the job, I said a confident “yes”. They thanked me and I responded by greeting the six interlocutors and walked out of the room aside having many thoughts. 

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PHANTOM

He did not want to care about the conspicuous place that we were strategically placed. To be specific, we were inside a club and this guy was all over me. I mean, he was almost igniting the charisma in me. He had drunk alcohol to his occiput. His eyes were drooping while his mouth was drooling and his thirst to devour the inner me was raising. I sensed it. I was aware of what that would happen in a short time in case I would not control myself to counter his drunken prowess.

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I was a young lady, barely 21 and my name was, and is still Bella. This guy was my best friend since primary school and we had never had anything sensual just a mild chemistry. He was cute and was those types of guys you would just admire because of their well-built muscles. He was neither tall nor short. Just the right size. His striking appearance had kept freezing me ever since though I had not made any advances towards him. Today would be different! I told myself. I had to open up to him.

He lay on my right deltoid muscle as the drink consumed him. To keep him stable, I circumscribed him in my arms and held him close to me. I was just in the right world! He was just a newbie in the world of booze; I understood his behavior at the moment. I felt great and just kept looking at his sleepy eyes as he closed them unopposed. My temperature was rising slowly as my heart beat rapidly. My cleavage was slowly starting to augment under my tight blouse. I could feel it.

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