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My Woman-Episode 12

They cuddled each other so hard that they could feel each other’s breath and heartbeat. It felt nice just lying there together… They started exchanging soft kisses and in no time the passion between them had built up full force. They had certainly missed each other. Brenda held Dave’s hand, squeezed gently and put it in her mouth. She began kissing and licking his fingers… Dave enjoyed that thoroughly…

“You are so naughty! How do you know to do all this?” he asked.

Brenda laughed out loud, she was amused by his question… Dave found it funny as well and soon, they were both laughing out loud.

“Well my dear, I just go with the flow” Brenda answered.

Dave tickled her waist, cracking her up even more. The atmosphere was filled with laughter and fun. They were both happy together… Their love for each other was pure and sincere.

They continued exploring their passion and eventually went to sleep in each other’s arms.

The night passed quickly and soon it was the beginning of a new day.

Brenda and Dave stayed in bed. They decided to skip lectures that day.

Meanwhile, on campus, students had begun making up stories around the photo of Brenda they had seen with the resource person.

Rumors about the alleged high-powered affair had spread all over campus and those who didn’t know Brenda were eager to meet her.

Lectures began promptly at 8am. One would have thought that Amelia wouldn’t be present but she was right there on campus for the first class of the day, like nothing had happened the night before. It was Mr. Edwards class that morning. He organized an impromptu class quiz once he noticed that Dave and Brenda were absent. It was his way of getting back at them.

Pretty much the entire class struggled with the quiz as they weren’t prepared for it. It was going to be difficult for any of the students to reach the pass mark.

Amelia knew there was no way she could pass. She just glossed over the questions, fabricated answers and patiently waited for the test to be over.

Only a handful of students appeared to be writing anything and finding the quiz easy.

Back at home, Dave had prepared and served Brenda breakfast in bed. Soon as she finished eating, Brenda called Dave to her side to tell him who she really was.

“Dave, I’m not sure how you’ll take this but I can’t hide it forever. I have to be honest with you.” She said.

She stood up from the bed and began her story

“My Name is Brenda Emerald Wilson, the only daughter of Mr. Andrew Wilson. My mum died at my birth so I was brought up by my dad. I went to the UK for my first degree and only returned to Nigeria after my program.

Money, house, cars… Name it, I have them all. What I lacked, however, was a listening ear. What I lacked was someone who could make me laugh. What I lacked was a true friend.

That’s why I came back to Nigeria, and back to school. I wanted to start all over again without my father’s knowledge or his clout.

But I got here and found something else. Something beyond what I sought. I found a friend that was all I wanted and more. Love, affection, kindness and everything a lady could ever ask for. I came to meet my Dave, who is sitting in front of me right now and staring me in the eye. I came to meet love.

Dave, this is who I am, Brenda Emerald Wilson. I’m sorry for keeping this from you. The man you saw yesterday, Mr. Andrew Wilson, is truly my father”

Dave looked at her and was completely silent for a moment. He then drew closer and standing in front of her, held her hands and said:

“You are still my Brenda. The girl I’m in class with. My woman; the girl that has brought out the best in me. I love you and I don’t care about what you have or what you are. I simply love you”

They gave each other a long hug and spent the rest of the day together.

The impromptu class quiz was over. Mr. Edwards took the papers and went to his office. Amelia followed closely and went into the office after with him.

“How may I help you lady?” Mr. Edwards asked.

Amelia: “Sir, I couldn’t answer the questions in the test you conducted. I was wondering if there was anything I could do to make up… A resit or anything at all.”

Mr. Edwards knew what Amelia was attempting to offer. But he needed to play smart, especially after his most recent experience with Brenda and Dave.

“Lady, there is no resit with my quizzes. What you can do is study and make up with the main examination” he answered

Amelia giggled as Mr. Edwards tried to be difficult. She decided to call a spade a spade. She looked around and saw the brown envelope which contained the photos of him with Brenda at the hotel.

“Sir, or better still, Mr Edwards… You know, it’s funny that you are trying to prove difficult. You see, you have had your way with Brenda and I already have copies of what that envelope contains. So cut out the drama. We can settle this matter right here and now, or we can up meet somewhere later, it’s your choice.” Amelia said, hitting the nail on the head.

Mr Edwards face fell… He was shocked. But he could also see he had no option; besides, he figured he could use Amelia to get what he wanted from Brenda…

To be continued

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