He called it "Stud" 👂

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Its sometimes impossible to think straight I guess it comes with not being straight.

Tope is messing with my mind, I can't stop thinking of him in the red sweat shirt and pants he wore during PE today. He doesn't have a sporty body, just the way I like em.

What's tomorrow going to be like, what cheesy way will he bring up talking about sex, will he bring it up at all, should he bring it up, how should I respond ? I guess I'd cross that bridge when I get there.

Bawo ni school leni (how was school today my grandmother asked)  fine ma, and you, what did you do all day? I know exactly what she did; read the Bible, sang hymns, ate, slept and saw movies... Her daily routine.

Another day in school

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Another day in school. Biology is our first subject. It is taught by two teachers; a man and a woman. Today it's the woman, I prefer her to the overconfident man. A couple more classes then break time.
                   [Break]
Tope: how was your night?

Ayoade: fine, yours ?

Tope: cool. So about yesterday ......

Ayoade:  what about yesterday ?

Tope: well nothing ....

Ayoade: (yawns) if you say so.

Tope:  are you tired, you didn't sleep last night?

Ayoade: not much

Tope: I can help  out with that.

He moved closer then gently caressed my ear lobes. I sat back in my chair and allowed  him to work his magic. With every move of his fingers I let out a low sigh.
I noticed he parted his lips with his tongue, it didn't stick all the way out, but it was obvious.

I was being pleased in ways I didn't think possible with just 2 fingers to my lobe. The expression on his face showed he was also loving it.

We had the bell ring.  He smiled and suggested we went to class.

At this point I knew I was developing stronger feelings for him. Does he feel the same way for me? Never have I been touched in the way he touched me, it sent tiny shocks to my toes and back.

Ayoade:  what was that you did with your fingers?

Tope: it is called stud. Did you like it?

Ayoade:  you know I did. Why did you have to stick your tongue out?

Tope: : idk it tastes like milk, I can't explain it, please let us go to class

We walked quietly to class. The event is stuck in my head, I just can't think straight right now, I guess it comes with not being straight.

We have economics. This subject is bitter sweet to me, a part of it is simple common sense; demand and supply, why another part of it is just abstract calculation, well that's my own opinion.

After she was done teaching us for about 40 minutes, she announced there'd be a test during the next class.

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