Anytime I was in class, the girls would rather ask personal questions than listen to what I was teaching them. Most of them flirted with me but there was one that told me she wanted me and would have me (Let’s call her name Toks).
I was shocked at the level of moral decadence in these girls that were mostly 15 and 16 in a supposed all-girl school. The ones that were S.U's (What we called Born Again Christians back then) didn’t like me at all, they saw the way the other girls flirted with me and they hated it. One of them must have informed the School Principal because she had a talk with me…a very serious one with a stern warning.
The temptation continued to grow and I was almost caving in then they moved another female Corp Member to the same school. There was an issue at the first place she was posted to, so they had to redeploy her to this school. It was like an answered prayer, I didn’t care if she was beautiful or not I just needed a woman, one that I could concentrate on so I could get the school girls off my mind and avoid the looming trouble.
I believe her name was Chichi, I still don’t know her last name. She really liked me, she must have thought we had a real thing going but I played along. I made it obvious I was going out with her so the girls could back off but Toks was still on my case…she said had sworn that whatever it took, whether in this life or the next she was going to get me.
I'm not proud of this but I took off before Chi-Chi returned from the NYSC Orientation Camp the day we got our N.Y.S.C. certificates. I had her told I would wait for her at the school and we would travel together so she could meet my folks, she was really looking forward to it…I never saw her after that day.
I got a job with a Consulting firm in Lagos, it was a multinational company and my knowledge of Mathematics and Statistics made me the toast of my bosses. I was moving up fast and I started to think about settling down…I wanted a good girl (how ironic) one with a past better than mine.
It was right around the advent of Pentecostal churches in Lagos so I started attending one, close to where I lived. My main reason was to find a ‘wife-material’…I would keep looking around during church services, trying to find the pretty ones. I was 'sampling' and ‘substituting by elimination’ but was not too pleased at the results I was getting…these were church girls and supposedly good girls but I still didn’t see what I was looking for.
One of the major lessons I learned then was that “not all church girls are good girls”…anytime I got a girl then and we went out and talked, the secrets some of them shared with me made me wonder if I had come to the right place.
The things some of them did when I made them ‘remove’ the ‘church cloaks’.
There was one that opened up to me that she was also in church to get a good man…one that she could be sure would never find a trail to her erstwhile wild life. She told me how she was lucky to find a guy that really liked her and when they were about to make it official, she met the guys parents and realized that his dad used to be one of her sugar daddies. The guy’s father did not say anything and greeted her like they had never met before…she had her heart in her mouth all through the visit.
She figured the man later had a talk with his son; as the guy just started to act up, after that visit to his parents, until he eventually left her.
I had to tell her that I was also in the same boat with her and that God would help us find what we were looking for...
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental
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