MEMOIRS OF A GOOD GUY

CHAPTER 3

After the assembly as we marched towards our classroom,everyone was treating me as though I had already won the prize money.

"Ah! Ayo the boss. Oga u go drop some light for boys na"Joseph,the class chief troublemaker,said to me while raising his hands.

I managed a smile.

"Ayo I'm not greedy o. I just want like hundred thousand. Nothing more"Another troublemaker Somto added.

Even Folarin.

"Well I dont need to ask you. We are sharing the money fifty-fifty" He said.

"Folarin you dont need the money. Your family is uber-rich"

"Kunle. One can never have too much money. That's why there is so much greed in the world"

Well I wasn't going to argue with that logic.

The drama had shifted.

Everyone seemed to be admiring Yinka's new watch,a gift from her Dad on her sixteenth birthday,it was a gold with small diamond studs(real diamonds I guess).
She said it was the Hublot Big bang and it cost about five million dollars.

Five millions dollars?!

That's someone's salary for twenty years!

"Can we exchange Dads?"Joseph uttered.

That drew a burst of laughter from the whole class.

"I envy you. The only thing my Dad gave me on my birthday was a pack of condoms with a note that said "Don't make the same mistakes I did".Somto commented.

Then everywhere fell silent.
Everyone knew of Somto and his troubled Dad.

It was when everyone got settled in that Davina came in.

Chai! She looked even more beautiful as the last time I saw her.

Her hair was plaited in braids,"all-back style"(which was basically the only hairstyle permitted for girls) but her's seemed different,like it accentuated her face and made it seem more defined.
And her body seemed to have blossomed more.
Good Lord! She had more curves than a sine graph.
I wouldn't describe her explicitly 'cause then this book would indirectly acquire an R rating but she was blazing hot.

Oops.

Well in the process of admiring Davina...my err... phallus sort of rose to the occasion...I hate it when it does that.

I needed release.

I was about to stand up and go the toilet when our Maths,Mr. Balogun,came in.

Oh no!

"Good morning class"

"Good morning Sir"

"How are you all? Hope you enjoyed it?. Today's topic is Binomial expansion. But as always,I start my class with a puzzle"

Mr Balogun and his puzzles. He says its to sharpen our minds for the class but I always find them easy.

"If it were two hours later,it would be half as long until midnight as it would be an hour later.
Now according to this statement,can anyone tell me what time it is now?"He queried.

Like i said.
Easy.

I rose up my hand before he started calling the options.

"Ohh you know the answer Mr. Alakija?"

Well I rose my hand to take permission to use the toilet but I did know the answer.

"Its nine P.M Sir"

"Could you kindly explain how you arrived at that answer?"

"Well two hours after nine PM is eleven PM. There will be one hour left until midnight if it is eleven PM. One hour after nine PM is ten PM. There will be two hours left until midnight if it is ten PM"

Everyone started clapping even though I could the puzzled expression on most of their faces.

They didn't get the explanation.

"Well done...Mr Alajika. What he was trying to say in clearly terms is..."

"Sir could I go and ease myself?"I interrupted.

"Sure"He motioned for me to leave the class.

I practically ran out of the class to prevent anyone from noticing the small bulge in my trousers.

I got to the school toilet several seconds later.
The doors had been removed for repair so privacy was limited but I didn't care.
Damn! I needed this.

The "conji" was too strong.

So I settled down on the toilet seat,removed my trousers and boxers and started "jacking".

And by jacking I don't mean reading.

I basking too much in the euphoria of self-pleasure therefore oblivious to the slow movement in front of me.

It was after I hit the climax that I heard the words that would have been funny to me if only they weren't directed at me and if only they weren't said by that voice.

"Oshey small doctor!"The familiar voice said.