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Chapter 11- Dilemma.
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2020-10-05 17:56:06"Tim, Tim." The soft angelic voice calls my name.
"Wake up, Tim." She calls again, tapping me gently this time. Tim? Only one person calls me that. Amanda! Oh God! I can hear a thousand beats in my head. Slowly, I raise my head and I open my eyes. I don't want her to think I am too excited to see her.
"Hey, Tim." Sen. Cynthia waves and smiles enthusiastically.
"Give me a moment." She rushes to the Secretary's office and comes out with a little stool. I close my eyes in disappointment. She places the stool directly in front of me. I can literally feel her breath on me. She touches my cheek softly.
"Are you okay? I heard what happened." She caresses my cheek. Her palms are so soft.
"Hey!" She calls out to a junior who leaves what he was doing and comes to her aid.
"Go into the secretary's office. Ask her to give you a handkerchief. The one I paid for. Be quick!" She snaps at the junior who runs to the secretary's office. In less than 10 seconds, he returns with a red handkerchief.
"Thank you. You can go. I heard what happened with Ade..." My headache seems to have drastically reduced. She is so close to me. Her lips are so pink. Her dimples are simply magnificent. Her eyes, her voice, even her...... What am I doing? I snap out of my subconscious.
"Tim, Tim, are you listening?"
"Yes, yes. Sorry about that. Its just." I pause for a moment.
"I have a splitting headache." I place my hand on my head and I let out a low groan. Oh God! I am such a bad actor.
"Awwwwwn. Baby. I am so sorry." She cleans my forehead with her handkerchief. She is so beautiful. Sometimes I wonder who is more beautiful between Sen. Cynthia and Amanda. Sen. Cynthia has a very high pitched angelic voice, while Amanda has a slightly low pitched soothing voice. Sen. Cynthia is so fun to be with. Amanda is definitely curvier. Woah! Wait a minute. She called me baby. Wow!
"Th-anks a lot. My headache seems to have reduced." I smile. I can feel her breath on my nose as she continues cleaning my face. She advances to my nose and smiles. What if someone comes in? What would he or she think?
"Your nose holes are sooo wide." She pouts. I give her a puzzled look. She giggles, holding her mouth.
I turn my face down and I let out a loud sigh. I want her to think I feel bad. Why would she tell me I have big nose holes in the first place? I don't understand girls. Just a second ago, she called me her baby and now, I have huge nose holes? What's wrong with girls!? I shrug.
"Awwwwww." She puts are finger below my chin and raises my face up. She stares at me with a dangerously cute pout.
"You are still very cute, Tim. Don't let anything I say get to you. I joke a lot." She smiles broadly. Her dimples, so incredible in all its glory.
"Okay," I mutter. Turns out, I am a good actor.
"Okay." She imitates me with a low laughter.
She stretches her hands wide. I raise my brow, totally puzzled as to why her hands are stretched.
"Come on. Give me a hug." She leans closer and gives me a tight hug. I can feel her breasts on me. She smells so nice. My Young John seems to know the importance of this experience as it reacts. It feels so nice being in someone's arms who is not Mama. I don't want this moment to end.
"hmm uhm!" Mr. Rotimi clears his throat. Immediately, Sen. Cynthia relieves me from the hug.
"Weldon, Sir." She stands as she greets Mr. Rotimi whose four eyes are fixed on me. He adjusts his glass and his face becomes more stern. I look down and to my greatest surprise, my Young John is still erect. Immediately, I cover my tracks with my hand.
Sen. Cynthia turns to look at me. She opens her eyes wide and covers her mouth with her hand as she sees my erection.
"Oh my Gosh." She winks at me and gives me a thumbs up. Mr. Rotimi faces her with anger in his eyes.
"I am sorry, Sir." She giggles loudly.
"G-ood Morning, Sir." I mutter. His four eyes still fixed at me motionlessly. I avert my eyes from his direction. Oh God! I feel so embarrassed.
"Yes. I can see you are in good hands, Dear Timmy. How many students are fortunate enough to have the social prefect's personal affection like this? So, after unconsciously knocking off my nephew, you still have the guts to make out with a girl in the reception!? How dare you! " He yells, pointing his finger at me aggressively.
"You clearly don't know what making out means." Sen. Cynthia interrupts absentmindedly . Mr. Rotimi turns to face her. His face, like an erupting volcano accompanied by a raging storm.
"What did you say!?"
She jolts in shock.
"Oh my gosh. I-"
"Shut up! Get out!"
"Sir, I didn't mean to-" Sen. Cynthia tries to defend herself.
"I said, get out!" She frowns her face and storms towards the door. She clashes with Amanda who was apparently coming to see me.
"Hey. Watch where you are going!" Sen. Cynthia snaps at Amanda.
"What's going on here?" The VP appears with Mama beside him. Oh my God! I am a dead meat!
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