THE CUCUMBER GIRL

It was on Monday morning. Nancy woke up to prepare for school. She brushed her teeth, washed her face, prepared a little indomie which she took with bread. She took her bath and left.School was nice. You will see your mates going to lectures. Some would be going with their girlfriends, boyfriends, and some going alone. The school environment was nice, ranging from the trees around to how conducive it was for students who love staying under trees to make love, the lecture hall was situated almost everywhere, the library which was assumed to be the biggest in West Africa. Coming inside the school, you may have to trek for a little longer distance before you get to where lecture halls were situated. The hostel was a little bit old but nice. The boys hostel is different from the girls hostel though they are on the same compound but on different location. The girls hostel has always been believed the finest; very opposite of the boys. There were only four girls per room and six boys per room. The six boy would spread their bed vertically so that it will contain them. The boys had a little hostel bed which was old and some Smelling. They would share among them the person to keep the room tidy. And when it gets to your turn you do it nicely. In spite of that. Hostel life is still the best.

In the lecture hall, the lecturer was busy teaching, some students were listening while others at the back was busy doing what they thought was the best. Some have their girlfriend sat on their lap discussing what the people around could not hear even if you try hard to listen. Others were busy looking at some girls who wore something very tight that almost showed all their body lines. The semi unclad girls.

Nancy was busy listening to the lecturer when a guy, probably a student who got pass their department. Her eyes could not go off him. He was sexy, Hansome and romantic. She knew that. He has everything a woman would want from a man. The body building and the sexy look. She imagined how big his thing will be. “wow!” she exclaimed within herself. She could only see his back side. She imagined how the front side will be since the back side was sexy. The guy was wearing a fitted cloth that were so tight on him. Because he was huge and has a fat ass, the cloth became very tight on him. Nancy could not stop thinking about him. Starting from the time he got pass through her department, Nancy’s mind was on him. She completely lost it. She forgot she was still in the lecture hall. Every other thing the lecturer said from that moment, Nancy cannot give an account of it. Only what she wished at the moment was the guy.
After lecture, she left for the hostel still think about the guy. It was like when someone is possessed that he or she will not be freed until delivered. She needed a means to deliver herself from that entanglement. She could not think of anything since she was in the hostel and other students were still at the lecture hall. Until a thought came into her mind. She left immediately to a woman opposite the back gate of the school and bought the biggest of all the Cucumber she had in her shop. Trying to ease herself, she was still imagining everything from the guy body. She could only remember the back side but she kept imagining how the front side will be. She kept doing that until the Cucumber broke in to two. One got stuck inside of her. She did not know what to do. At that moment, the thought of the boy completely disappeared from her mind. She became afraid as she was bleeding. She tried all she could for the Cucumber to come out but all seemed abortive. She became more afraid. She wished the ground could open and swallow her. She regretted everything she did and wished she was still in the lecture hall. She cried bitterly as she tried to pull it out. This time it has become very painful for her.

Lectures for that day ended and students started coming back to the hostel. It was Nkechi who saw her, she shouted and rushed to her. Nkechi did not know what happened to her but with the help of others around she was taken to the hospital.

THIS STORY IS A FICTION
NOTE: For those of you who love wearing fitted, semi unclad clothes and those that love sagging their waist. It’s time to be careful because you don’t know how many people you have made to do something they wouldn’t have done if they hadn’t seen you.
STOP IT TODAY AND SAVE A LIFE.

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