For Her Grades

“I’m ready” Patricia’s voice is very plain, and her eyes, very serious. He stares at her, his big eyes spell out unbelief. But then, this is no joke.
“But why the sudden-”
“Let’s get started” Patricia says coldly. She bolts the door of the sitting room, and begins stripping.

In a few minutes, she is standing before him, stark naked. He gulps in lechery, and blinks very hard. It is a dream come true. After three good years, she finally yields. Of course she should, he thinks. His eyes browse through her really curvaceous body, she is a rare beauty.

With a smirk, he gets up, and walks up to her, and kisses her, and she closes her eyes as she lets him enjoy himself, holding back the tears that threaten to escape from her eyes. She remains expressionless. He sweeps her off her feet, and goes to the bedroom.

On the bed, he drops her. She stares at him with hate and irritation, as he hastily undresses. He mounts her. A few kisses, a few caresses. She trembles, and her heart pounds, the tears race faster down her cheeks, trepidation is written all over her face this time. He forces his way in, and she screams. Tears flow freely from Patricia’s eyes as this heartless lecturer goes in and out of ‘her’. He withdraws ‘himself’ ten minutes later, and sits on the bed watching Patricia sob.
“One more round, and my scripts would be finally marked correctly. One more round, and I won’t be failed anymore. One more round, and I’ll be free from this cruel beast. One more, just one more” she soliloquizes.

Written  by: Ezeama Chijioke Desmond

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