Must Read: The Repentant Virgin - Season 1 - Episode 12

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Must Read: The Repentant Virgin - Season 1 - Episode 12

Well, I soon moved on with my life. I defended my ND project and graduated from the polytechnic. I was 19 years old and still a
virgin and the prospects of getting disvirgined soon was looking dim.

Then my parents compounded matters by sending me to a private University with the strictest, harshest set of rules.

The university is owned by a popular Pentecostal church near Lagos (I believe some nairalanders will be able to decode).

The moment I saw the school handbook, I knew I was in for a tough time. S£x in any form is prohibited and the penalty is one
session suspension. Kissing and smooching is prohibited with one semester suspension. Blue films are abomination in the school and they get people expelled for being in possession.

Students are mandated to dress in a particular way, guys and girls have interactive time with each other that must not be violated,
even secular music is prohibited. Students are not allowed to go out without permission. Not even mobile phones are allowed,
students communicate with the help of the internet.

The rules go on and on and the more conversant you are with these rules, the
safer you are so that you don’t fall victim. Yet the school has in attendance, children from some of the most influential families in
the country; Na so so Ajebutter pikins full that school oh! I braced myself for four years of hell.

In my first year, I followed the rules strictly.
When I remembered
how much my parents were paying to keep me there I tried to
avoid anything that would terminate my studies. I avoided all the girls and kept strictly to my studies. But it was not easy; there
were just too many fine girls. You should understand how I suffered, seeing pretty, Sekxy girls with invitation of S£x written
plainly on their faces, tantalizing you with their smiles and yet you can’s dare touch them. It’s like looking at honey in a tightly
sealed, unbreakable glass. You can’t taste it. You can only stare at it. The girls were willing to Be Intimate but the boys ran away
from them because of the danger.

That was the situation in my
first year. I was a fresher and I had a fresher’s view of the school.

In my second year, I started having a clearer view of the school.

I grew smarter. I realized the rules were only symbolical in many
cases. If you know the rules well and know your way around, then you can always bend the rule to your favor. You can arrange with
your babe, get a hotel in town and go on a whole weekend of S£x spree.

You can settle the gatemen and get out to attend parties.

You can even sneak out during the night vigils and go clubbing in Lagos all night and come back by next morning.

You can watch as much X-rated movies as you can.

The only rule is ‘don’t get
caught’ and I started mastering this rule. Money was not a problem.

Most of the students had six figure bank accounts; they can spend on anything they want. In my second year, I met J-
man, whose real name is Johnson. He was my roommate and he was a real bad boy in the ways of the kitty. He introduced me to all the ways of circumventing the law. Johnson was a master f—
ker. He has Were Intimate in every dark corner in the school.

Most of the girls knew him for his reputation but he was so good and so smooth that he continued to ravage their kitties. I started leaving
out time for some adventure though I still remain my good, innocent self. Then I met Rachel.

Because of my ambition to be a writer, I used to leave my college of science during free periods to attend lectures on international
relations in the college of social sciences. I used to sit in a dark corner without speaking to anybody in the class.

One day, I walked in before the commencement of the lecture and sat down
at my usual place. Suddenly I heard a feminine voice from behind me.

“Don’t sit there, that’s my seat!”
I stood up immediately ready to challenge who it was. I found myself looking into a pair of crystal clear eyes set inside a pretty,
dark, angelic face. All the anger I had felt at the intruder vanished instantly.

For a while, I couldn’t say anything. I swung my gaze quickly from her face down her body. She was slightly dark; the color of chocolate. She was slim, cute and with tiny waists.

She had straight, smooth legs typical of runway models.

My gaze swung back to her face. But she was not frowning, she was actually smiling and it was an innocent, yet mischievous smile.

Then I told her gently that it was my seat since I always sit there.

She smiled and said that I had two options.
It’s either I leave the seat or we share the seat. I knew the second option was not feasible.
It would not be allowed by the lecturer so I left the seat for her and got another seat. But throughout the lecture I kept
thinking about her. At a time during the lecture I looked at her and found her eyes meeting mine.

After the lecture, I was leaving the class when I heard the girl beside me.

“Why do you like staying alone without talking to anybody?”

“To avoid trouble.” I replied She found me funny and started laughing. Then I told her it was
because she was so beautiful and polished that I felt myself dumbfounded at first and had to leave my seat for her.

She smiled and said her name is Rachel. I told her my name and we started
chatting. She confessed that she had always seen me in that corner and was curious about me. That’s why she decided to look
for my trouble.

This was to be the beginning of my second relationship.

I can say this is one of my best relationships ever. Rachel had a very cheerful, intellectual, generous personality.

There was never a dull moment with her. We were never in want of anything.

She had a lot of money and although I never demanded from her, she never ceased to spoil me with money at every opportunity.

At first we didn’t talk about S£x because of the kind of environment we were.

I was in love and I was happy, I had the best girl in the world in my life. Then one day while we were walking back from the
school cafeteria, I asked her what she thought about S£x and she said she was a virgin but she doesn’t mind trying it out with me
since I was the right guy for her. She only needs it to be at the right place in the right time. As time went on we discovered we could barely be around each other without getting Hot.

This girl nearly got me into trouble several times.
There was a time in the chapel when the service was getting boring and we decided to
stroll around. When we got under the stairs, she whispered into my ears that she was Hot. I had to kiss her instantly and we continued kissing for a while.

Then I felt her hand stray to my
trousers, caressing my stiff c—ck through the fabric.

My hands were already on her b0s0ms when we heard fast footsteps approaching us. We quickly broke up and dispersed.

It was a security man; if we had been caught it would have been a semester suspension.

I was looking forward to booking a hotel
one weekend and taking her there to bleep her.
But when I approached my roommate Johnson for advice, he said the love I had for her might vanish if I Were Intimate with her too early and I
would start seeing her as a S£x object.

I explained to her and she
understood. She said she would wait but not for too long.

During the long break, she took me to see her parents. Her father was a popular businessman, he was stinkingly rich and I was a
little scared initially, having to stand to his scrutiny.

After quizzing me for a while, he was satisfied that I was good enough for her daughter.

He liked me because I seemed to be
knowledgeable in a lot of things and he found easy to chat with me because he was an influential man who has seen a lot.

Her mother was a sweet, gentle-looking woman.
The resemblance between mother and daughter was too much. She had a slim body like her
daughter and they looked more like sisters than mother and daughter.

I wondered if I actually see her outside on a normal day,
I could toast her not knowing she is married for 25 years with 5 children.

The mother also liked me and I had a nice time with them.

After then she always asked about me.

She used to package gifts for me and give me money whenever she visited her
daughter in school.