DERAILED
HOMOSAPIEN (II)
On their part, Mr. Adesokan’s colleagues
who were seated at distant locations weren’t aware of what really went on or
what was discussed between them, though they weren’t interested either since
such meeting wasn’t unusual among teachers and students or mentors and mentees,
as the case may be.
Besides, being a new teacher, they were
of the opinion that Mr. Adesokan needed to meet privately with some of his
students, especially the serious-minded ones, to intimate him on the journey so
far.
The close relationship between Yetunde and Mr. Adesokan who was happily
married with four kids – three males and a female – commenced as planned. It
successfully metamorphosed into an intimate one, and continued unabated for
several weeks to the extent that her fellow students became envious. She was
obviously enjoying the togetherness.
None of his colleagues, or any member of the school management, fathomed
the actual motive that informed the closeness. When any of them decided to
think otherwise, he or she would be beclouded or lobbied by a notion that the
tutor in question was a very decent and respectable man.
Subsequently, the intimacy became juicier to Yetunde that her innocent
mindset never foresaw any pranks. It proceeded until one fateful day when her
fantasies yielded a rude reality. On that fateful day, the awful but hidden
truth dawned upon her person.
On the aforesaid day, Yetunde paid a scheduled
visit to Mr. Adesokan at a lodging spot. He had during the weekdays asked her
to pay him a visit by the weekend, Saturday precisely, and she obliged. But he
lied to her that she was coming to his family house; she was told that he
wanted her to meet with his family especially his wife towards ensuring that
she became a friend to not only him but his entire family.
The moment the vulnerable creature arrived at
the proposed venue for the meeting at about 3:15pm on Saturday, 11th
June 2011, she needed not an interpreter to notify her that she was within a
hotel arena. Though she was initially nervous but was later consoled by a perceived
presumption that the hotel could be just a place where her intended host wanted
to receive her before proceeding to his family house to enable her locate the
address with ease.
The curiosity and
perturbation continued till Mr. Adesokan majestically walked out of the bar
where he was relaxing having received an alert from the august visitor via
phone call, and signalled her to come over. As soon as she got to the point
where he was standing, which was the main entrance to the bar, he ushered her
into the building and took her to the position he was chilling with a bottle of
stout beer.
“My little angel.” he cheerily tendered. “You are really looking pretty
and gorgeous.”
She apprehensively replied with
a smile.
“Now I know,” he said. “The uniform I have been seeing you in has been
hiding your real beauty.”
His dubious compliment was not unlike pouring water
on gravel. She wasn’t moved by it not even a bit.
“Please have your seat.” He urged, smiling.
The 14-year-old teen sluggishly sat on one of the seats sited at the
corner, looking pale. “Have I been deceived?” She thought.
Other guests, who were equally catching funs
at the bar, were seated at strategic locations.
“Pretty,” Mr. Adesokan who was putting on a pair of black jeans, blue
T-shirt and brown lather slippers tenderly called. “You are not looking happy.”
He observed.
Yetunde who was clad in a pink skirt, white polo and ash sandals,
slightly adjusted herself, still sceptical and quiet. She was chocolate, plump
and tall, and unarguably a very pretty girl that her beauty could be felt by
the blind.
“What is wrong?” The predatory
creature calmly enquired in false pretence.
“Sir,” she called in a low tone. “I thought you said I was coming to
meet your family?”
“Yes,
my dear,” he answered. “But…”
“But what?” she curiously interrupted.
“They travelled to the village
yesterday.” he lied. “Something urgent came up.”
“Okay ooh!” She grunted sceptically.
“I’m sorry I didn’t inform you
earlier.”
After some minutes coupled with persuasion, she agreed to take a soft
drink. In the long run, her host poured some of his drink into her glass and
both drinks mixed instantly. He convinced her that the mixture was more
appetizing and nourishing, although his sole intention was to drug her.
Therein, she was cajoled into taking drink.
When
she became dizzy as a result of the concoction, he hastily took her to one of
the hotel rooms, took off her wears and defiled her. Every action perhaps took
place in accordance with his evil plan.
One month later and incidentally the third term of their academic
session, Yetunde took in. Prior to this phase, she never disclosed what
transpired between her and Mr. Adesokan at the hotel to anyone. He had promised
to shower her with gift items if she remained mute about the outing.
When her parents noticed the
abrupt weird idiosyncrasies she was displaying, her mother took her to a medical
laboratory to confirm what was actually wrong with her. She consequently tested
positive to pregnancy. The physician rightly informed the mother that her
beloved daughter was four weeks pregnant.
Thereafter, the parents exhorted her to tell them the truth about the unforeseen
pregnancy, and she confessed. The young couple, who became devastated by the
unthinkable revelation, trembled with rage.
The moment the news got to her school, the derailed homosapien was
outrightly suspended by the school authority, hence was issued with a query. He
eventually received a sack letter from his employer, the government.
Later
on, the culprit was arrested by the police, and was charged to court for
paedophilia, bestiality and attempted murder. He afterwards got a jail term.
The rest is history, please.
Fred Doc Nwaozor
Executive
Director, Docfred Resource Hub (DRH) - Owerri
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frednwaozor@gmail.com
+2348028608056Twitter: @mediambassador
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