WEDLOCK OF THE SPIRITS AND OTHER STORIES

THE PROFESSOR

THE PROFESSOR

Hypothetically, you have chosen not to do well in your exams, Professor Kola observed.
How sir? Cynthia asked squinting her eyes and shifting uneasily in her chair.
The professor gave her a leering grin and tossed a sheet of paper on the table, look at it, he encouraged.
She reached for it and perused through it, her mouth agape.
Sir, this is not possible, 3Fs and 3Ds! I put in so much effort in these exams, she was almost snivelling.
That's the point, Professor Kola observed again, lifting his bulky frame from the rolling chair and adjusting his belt under his paunch, he smoothed out his suit and walked up to her, sitting on the table.
Cynthia, he continued, you're a very beautiful girl and you can change your grades, the ball is in your court. She let a tear drop and asked, how else does one improve her grades apart from reading her books?
Now you're talking, the professor smiled cradling her shoulders, she shrugged her shoulders and said; sir, I don't understand this unwelcome intimacy.
The professor frowned and said, unwelcome?
Cynthia, do you want to fail out of this institution?
No sir, she answered quite alert and ready
He touched her left breast and it was only then she got the message. She slapped him furiously across the face and spat in his face. You're a pervert, vile creature, she spewed then walked out of his office.
The professor touched his hurt cheek and said slowly, let's see who has the last laugh, he lifted his now discomfited bulky frame from the table, held his aching groin and smoothed out his suit once more before regaining his rolling chair.
Another person knocked, he said "come in" without looking and a daintily dressed female student walked in, he looked up from a sheaf of papers which he read only to disguise his discomfiture.
Good afternoon sir, the lady greeted
Good afternoon, his eyes focused on her chest
Sir, I have a problem, she said
Sit down, he offered motioning her to the seat opposite him.
Thank you sir, she sat down heaving her chest and adjusting her fat bottom on the chair.
Sir, I got less than 10 marks in your test and I want to pass the course very well, please sir, help me anyway you can, I can do anything you want sir
Anything? The professor asked, his face lighting up.
Yes sir, she answered.
The professor cleared his voice and whispered to her in a conspirational tone; go and lock that door, bolt it from within. She stood up eagerly and he looked at her wobbly fat buttocks as she walked to the door, he smacked his lips and unzipped his trousers, she bolted it securely and walked up to him, going on her knees and taking him in her mouth...

Professor Kola drove his Audi 80 around campus every now and then looking for young girls in the English Department to prey on, he taught Elizabethan Drama and Semantics, two core courses so he couldn't be eschewed, however a lot of girls were wary of his wily moves and antics. His prurience was coercive and often peremptory, he never took "No" for an answer, this afternoon as he drove, a young girl probably not more than 19 waved him to a halt, he halted and asked
Any problem beautiful one?
She blushed and said in a sweet voice; no sir, I just want to get to my hostel, I'm stranded.
Where do you reside? He asked ogling at her
The Lords Hostel, she answered
Oh, I'm going that way, he proffered to explain, even though he knew he was loitering around campus
Hop in, he said.
The young girl entered the car and sat comfortably, she was very beautiful.
Professor Kola drove slowly deliberately to buy himself more time to get to know her better.
So what's your name?
I'm Sandra, a 200 level ELS student
Wow, I'm amazed, How come I have never seen you in class?
She smiled and said, well, I am a calm and reserved person, there's apparently no need to advertise one's self in class or in school.
I see, he observed negotiating a bend into Prof Imasuen Drive, he still drove slowly.
I am Professor Kola, he said, you must have seen me in class before, he added unnecessarily.
Of course, I had wanted to come and see you in person earlier on, she pointed out.
Well, I'm all yours now, he smiled looking at her laps for she wore a short gown, her laps were thick just the type he relished.
Sir, I got 5 marks in Elizabethan Drama, I'd love to boost my score.
Professor Kola slowed down and whispered, its easy
What should I do sir? She asked in an expectant tone.
The ball is in your court, he said stoically, if you're ready to make Prof Kola happy, an A grade is yours.
She seemed to understand his fiendish request, an awkward silence fell on them.
She asked again, where do I meet you sir? Her voice was deep and sinister. Prof Kola was astounded, let's meet at the Palm Grove Hotel, take note the hotel bills are on you because when you need something, your hand ought to be longer, he added smiling sheepishly.
That's not a problem, she concurred adjusting her slim, beautifully curved frame on the chair.
A few yards from the hostel, she asked him to drop her, he obliged her.

He left home clad in a blue print T-shirt and jean trousers, he slid two condoms into his right pocket, he had demanded that his car be washed again, he had a sex date with Sandra, his young wife sat on a sofa looking at him scornfully, then she asked for the umpteenth time
So, you're going to the office to read?
I've told you before, he bawled at her. If you're not comfortable with it, shut your mouth!
She clapped her hands in the manner of market women who gossip and pouted her mouth.
Prof Kola ignored her scornful theatrics and proceeded to slide his legs into his new leather slippers, he wore some male cologne and approached the door, he heard her say; a professor whose penis won't remain in one place, one day you will carry mammy water, he looked back and smiled before opening the door.
By the time he got to Palm Grove Hotel, Sandra was already seated waiting for him, her beauty shone in the incandescent lights and she exuded charm and joy, Prof Kola's groin ached badly, he walked up to her and found out she was dressed in a gold coloured gown that stopped too low below her chest and exposed too much cleavage and alluring breasts, the lower part of the tight gown exposed her laps which looked more stunning than he had seen them earlier in the day, he was burning with lustful desire.
Do you like what you see? She asked noticing the bulge in his trousers
I love what I see, he answered, you're deliciously stunning
Thank you sir, she appreciated the compliment.
He joined her at the table and they ordered a few drinks and two plates of food, Prof Kola had no appetite, his sexual appetite had overwhelmed him, it needed to be satisfied.
After their meal, they went up to the room just after she had collected the keys from the receptionists, two young men who talked about everything they saw, immediately, she left with Prof Kola, one of them said, Sammy Ohh, did you see that old man that wants to fire this small girl?
Oboy, this girl is hot, she will kill him oohh, Sammy said.
Men, but that girl is some meat, Ndidi added, some really good meat, he said again thoughtfully.
Sammy smiled.
Prof Kola sat on the bed looking at Sandra undress herself, he too had taken off his trousers and his shirt, his penis almost burst through his boxer shorts, when he had taken it off, he dived at Sandra, she eluded him and he crashed on the other side of the bed, she guffawed, an eerie laugh.
I don't have sex without having my bath first, she managed to say after catching her breath, she tied a white towel across her chest and went into the bathroom, the professor was disappointed, he looked like a sulking child who had been denied breast milk by a belligerent mother, he sat and waited, he heard her turn on the shower, when the shower went off, he thought she would soon be out of the bathroom but he waited for ten minutes and he still heard nothing, he was getting impatient, he went to the bathroom calling out to her, there was no answer, his heart missed a beat, he opened the door to the bathroom and didn't see her, before he could scream, something heavy hit him from behind, he fell immediately sprawling on the floor, he suddenly fell lightheaded, his eyes were shutting and he didn't seem to have control over himself, another slap on the cheek jolted him out of his reverie and what he saw dazzled him, Sandra was clad in flowing white robes with a golden staff in her hands, she was flanked by two ladies.
Prof Kola the womanizer, Sandra called out in in an eerie metallic voice, then she laughed. We the daughters of the Great Niger have watched you as you continuously preyed on your students, we let you have a field day until you got Cynthia involved, our daughter. Now, it is your turn to get a taste of your own medicine, this is your end.
Please forgive me, Prof Kola pleaded in tears, I will never repeat that act again, I am a changed man now, I will return to my wife and children.
Too late, too late, Sandra shook her head and she and her comrades melted into thin air.
Prof Kola managed to stand up, he was dumbfounded, he didn't know what he was doing and that was how he got to be a permanent resident in a psychiatric hospital.