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Back Ku secondary school we had this home economics teacher. Newly graduated from chanco. Perfectly baked, in her middle 20s. I had a mad crush on her. By then I was in form 3 at a boys secondary school. Yes ndinkatenga homic just for her 
. Had like 11subjects......
. Had like 11subjects......
As a routine the teachers had some kinda of a rota..this week this teacher would do hostel inspection, the other week another one. Also as a routine we "boys" were always talking about girls and stuff after classes in our rooms. A room had like 4guys.
One weekend around 9 after taking a shower and in my boxers went to my room, found the boys chilling and stuff. N I joined in, went on talking about the madam, went on to describe how she makes me feel, how beautiful she is and stuff. Oversadden my friends went quite.
In my mind I was like damn my story is that good. So I went on started talking about what I would do for her, what I wud do to her, wat I wud do with her, what I wud do by her, what I would do through her. Then I decided to turn around. And there she was
In all her glory, her beautyship. The goddess of goddesses. Controller of all that is beautiful. She looked at me and said with a rather exquisite smile "all that with me, to me, for me really?". I charged out of that room and went missing the whole day.
Next Monday I dropped home economics. And I avoided that madam for the entire form 3 and form 4. Fast forward 11yrs later. Visted the village, and on the "suggested friend list" there she was. And damn she hasn't aged a single day
Took a quick sweep. No ring on the finger.. she has a master's now, no pictures of kids, no pictures of a dude.. mostly pictures of foods ( she still cooks amazing).
Ladies and gentlemen, Madam is single (idgaf your opinion apapa). Am writing this so that you know should I suddenly be pronounced dead., the shot bounced back and hit right at my heart.
