Must Read: Cornered (18+++)…[completed] Season 1

7 years ago

Must Read: Cornered (18+++)…[completed] Season 1

I just turned 40. And for the past 13 years, I’ve been working as a security man! I began with the Rosary all-girls College at Badagry before joining St. Elizabeth’s catering school at Ijesha after getting a very good offer.

That was where I spent the last 9 years of the 13 I mentioned earlier. It has been a very pleasant ride so far to say the least, and out of it, I’ve been able to raise two girls and a boy through primary education. In fact, my first kid – Amina, will be joining my former employers for her secondary education and I have plans of drafting her into the current school where I worked as soon as she was done. Her mom always spoke about how brilliant she was in the kitchen and how she would love her to own a restaurant of her own someday. While that was a decent dream to have for one’s daughter, my ideas for Amina’s future was more than that. I wished she could do well in school such that she could easily be employed by the best hotels in the country. I was seeing good talent in her and that was why I had begun telling her that she would attend one of the best catering monotechnics around, such as St. Elizabeth’s. I was more than convinced that it was a good school and the quality of graduates released each year proves that. Another convincing factor was the culture within the school. From what I saw, it was pretty obvious that there was a tradition of simplicity and a down-to-earth approach of going about study there.

The students were usually decent and more or less appearing focused. The tutors too had seriousness written all over their faces and would be the first to rebuke bad behaviour even before security took note of it.
While some have accessed their pattern as highhandedness and even termed the institution an exalted-secondary-school because of how tight things were within the premises, I very much loved them for all they were accused of. Cue in the fact that I was already a staff within the school meaning that I could place first-hand attention/monitoring on my daughter when she becomes a student there, and you’d see why I believed the school was a wonderful place to have her!

Another thing I like about the institution was the students. I always find them warm and friendly. Being a school predominantly of female population, it was easy to understand why things remained warm and nice.
The nature of the courses applicable meant there were always going to be more girls than boys. At some point in the past, myself and the other three men who worked as internal-security, appeared to be the only men present in the entire school and it easily developed an affinity between ourselves and the girls.

They all gave us nick-names, calling me Ramsey Nouah after the popular movie actor because of my supposed comeliness and light skin. This was the name they openly addressed me with and as new students joined each year, they easily took up the names from where their graduating counterparts stopped. Generally, it was fun as the name in question wasn’t bad at all and it even showed me that the students loved and appreciated my presence among them. It also gave me increased reason to be closer to them and prompted my regularly stopping by to have a chat with a few of them as I went about my daily paroles. It equally meant that I could know them better and in some cases, even up to an unusually detailed level! This was majorly the case in the particular female hostel assigned to me – Hostel P. Before I would stay a full year with them, I had already known all the girls in there and virtually all their names! I also could tell what each of them looked like even if I were to shut my eyes while saying so! I knew Kwame (the Ghanaian) was the darkest of the girls while Loretta was the lightest in complexion.

I knew Emma (the one I often called amazon) was the tallest. I also knew Chiamaka was the prettiest even though she didn’t own the most attractive body in the hostel. Bosé had the best body among them all and and didn’t look bad in the face too. Her b0s0m were by far the juiciest in the eye with an elegant pair of matching Tips!

Her b0s0m were by far the juiciest in the
eye with an elegant pair of matching Tips!

Her butt0ckz were like a big football and never failed to bounce heavily at the slightest of movements! I heard she had given birth in the past even though she was still single but it didn’t show on her body! She was firm and shapely all over! Another girl that was peculiar in her appearance was Une; the girl from Akwa-Ibom! She was the model-type slim beauty even though she wasn’t the prettiest. What stood her out though was her seemingly over-sized shooters! They simply looked too big for her chest; in a tempting way, though!

They were admittedly round and bouncy, and could be easily traced out on every shirt she wore! Combine that with her rather long Tips, and you would see why she was indeed lusciously peculiar! She didn’t possess a matching backside anyway even though her butt0ckz were fairly sizeable with tiny faint stretch-marks attractively scattered all over them! As for the biggest-butt0ckz award, I would always give it to Mary, the eldest of them all! She was a married mother of three and was in the school with hopes of starting up a catering business as soon as she was out.

I have had a few chats with her and do sincerely see a mother determined to survive.

In the beautiful-body department, she was by far the most matured and had a matching booty to it! Her butt0ckz were simply gorgeous; looked like the entire universe, and stood out with every form of grace one can think about!

Her butt0ckz were simply gorgeous; … and stood out with every form of grace…

There were other married women in the hostel too, who were more or less ordinary to me; Gloria, Grace, Amara, Deola, Favour….

Thankfully, we all were friends even though I never found them attractive in anyway.

Consequently, it should be quite confusing for you the reader, as you unfailingly wonder how I’ve managed to know all these details by being just a security guard. Anyways, the truth is, I have been sharing the last 9 years of my work with regular but secret trips to the female general bathroom every morning! Not to bathe of course, but to watch the ladies as they wash their beautiful selves!