EROTIC THOUGHT
EPISODE 3
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Angelina's driver rushed out to plead with the other
driver whom he hit his car, while Angelina button up
her shirt breathing heavily. She could see the driver
pleading seriously and people gathering around one
by one. She looked at herself wondering why she
woke up half naked. She exhaled and shook her
head sadly. "God, let it not be that I was physically
romancing myself again" she thought then came
down from the car. She helped to resolve the issue
amicably before they began to drive home again.
The headlight of the vehicle broke out due to the
accident, even deep scratches could be easily seen
by the side of the car. Angelina remained quiet
staring at the driver through the centre mirror as she
seated at backseat.
"Why did you have us almost killed?" she broke the
silence.
The driver glanced at her through the same mirror.
"Ma'am, I lost concentration"
"That's the most stupid excuse a driver can ever
give! What can possibly take your attention or
concentration from the steering wheel?"
"I'm sorry, ma'am"
"That's not the answer to my question"
"Hum.. you caused it. I.. I saw you almost tripping
naked, so as nature has it, I loss concentration"
Angelina did not only become ashamed but also
embarrassed when she heard it. She bent her head
down, close her thighs with her skirt. After some
seconds, the driver looked through the mirror to see
her battling with tears.
"What came over you, ma'am?"
"Stop calling me that. My name is Angelina. I'm just
17. Forget about what you saw, it never happened?"
"What if your father ask about this damaged car?"
"Make up another story, then when driving me to
school tomorrow, I'll give you five thousand naira as
a bribe"
"Okay, ma'am.. Sorry.. I mean, Angelina" He felt pity
for her coz he had always known her as a
respectful girl with good morals. But he began to
see her the other way round after the incident.
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The day grew dark. Light shone from different parts
of Angelina's residence especially in the interior
part. Angelina could be seen in the kitchen with her
mother, Mrs Julie Halbert. She had been dull and
quiet since she came back from school and the
mother noticed it after glancing at her. She wore a
bumshort and a white singlet with bra which
pumped out her n*****s. On her feet were white
bedroom slippers.
"Angelina?" the mother called. There was a boiling
pot of food before her. She wore a fairy white gown
and a net which she covered her head with.
"Yes, mum" the daughter replied without looking at
her.
"Hope you ain't upset that the driver almost got you
killed with his reckless driving as he explained coz
you've been so quiet lately"
"No, mum"
"Is anything troubling you?"
Angelina suspended washing plates then looked at
her mother as an afterthought. "I wanna ask you
something, mum" she said.
Mrs Julie detected how serious she was, so she
drew closer to her as a mother and said, "What's it
darling? Did anybody trouble you at school?"
"No, just that.. hum.. Mum, is it normal to have a
wet dream?"
The mum smiled. "It is normal but not frequently.
It's also normal to feel naughty sometimes and get
your way out of it"
"What do you mean by getting my way out of it?"
"You try as much as possible not to go wild. That's
why you're a girl. I know as a teenager, you must
have been having s****l feelings"
"Yes, and how can I overcome the feelings? I guess
that's what you meant by getting my way out of it"
"Yes, hum.." she was interrupted by the burning
food on fire. She quickly left to check on it while
the daughter resumed her work. That ended the
conversation. Angelina never gotten the right answer
to her question. She couldn't tell her mum about her
strange s****l actions lately. Therefore she needed
someone she can open up to and also get a
solution because it was getting out of hand. She
had always love being naughty, thinking erotically,
watch p**n and satisfy herself. But it has turned to
something else that's why she needed to stop
before she gets herself embarrassed publicly then
Lucy will finally get something to make mockery of
her the more.
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There came another beautiful morning, Angelina
woke up feeling very weak and tired. She barely had
some sleep the previous night coz nothing went
through her head except erotic thought which, of
course, she got her way out of it. Her clit thrub with
a bit pain due to vigorous stroking. She dressed up
for school, ate something then met the driver inside
another car while the damaged one had been sent
to the mechanic. She greeted the driver from the
back seat and gave him the money she promised.
"Thank you, Angelina"
"You're welcome. Take me to G.H.C"
"I thought you're going to school. Why taking you to
General Health Center? Ain't you healthy?"
"Can you stop asking me questions and do as I've
said?"
"My work is to take you to school and bring you
back. No other place"
"I guess you need another bribe"
The driver smiled. "You don't have to give me
money again. I'll take you everywhere you want coz
I like you"
"Thanks" Angelina brought out a small mirror to
dress her hair while the driver put a key in the
car ignition. Just then, her phone rang-that was
Ernest, her elder brother, calling. He school in the
higher institution. Not quite long when he gained
admission to the University..
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At G.H.I, the name was boldly written at the gate. It
has four different storey buildings. Angelina could
be seen entering into one of them wearing her
school uniform. Some people contemplated what a
young student was doing there instead of being in
school. The driver sighted her entering the building
which had a tag 'Psychotherapy Ward'. It became
obvious that she was going to see a
psychotherapist about her escalated erotic
sadomasochism.
Miss Caroline was the psychotherapist. She sat in
her office with Angelina. She was a lady of 27 year
old with almost white body complexion. On her face
was a pair of transparent eyeglasses. She wore a
tight brown gown, thus, making her breasts look
upright and attractive. A black spot could be seen
on one of her cheeks.
"What's your name?"
"Angelina Halbert"
"How may I help you, miss Angelina?"
"I have a s****l problem. I hallucinate and think
about s****l activities to the extent I practicalize it
physically even in the presence of people"
Miss Caroline stared at her for a moment smiling
continuously as she picked up a pen and paper.
"It's not funny!" Angelina shrieked. "I can end up
disgracing myself in the public one day"
"I want you to answer my questions without feeling
shy" Miss Caroline began. "Do you have wet dreams
frequently?"
"Yes"
"Do you watch p*********y?"
"Yes"
"Do you masturbate and how often?"
"Yes, almost every night"
"Who do you fantasize or think about when doing
any of these things?"
"It can be anybody or anything"
"Even your fellow girl?"
"No, I'm not a lesbian"
"I never said you are" Miss Caroline leaned
backward on her seat shaking it gently while her
eyes fixed on Angelina. She later began to admire
her breasts. Angelina couldn't take the gaze and
tranquility anymore, so she said, "How can I stop all
this? What is wrong with me?"
"Nothing is wrong with you, Miss Angelina. It's
normal for someone to have a s****l thought,
feelings and wet dreams. m**********n is the only
way out of it, but yours is a little bit in excess so
I'll advice you take a break and stay away from
pornography for sometime. Also, there is nothing
wrong being attracted to your fellow girl or have
feelings for a girl because individuals differ in many
ways"
"How do you explain romancing myself in the public
unknowingly? That's my problem"
"When you abstain from all I have told you, it will
stop too" she stood up adjusting the gown
downward. The shape of her underwear could be
seen through it as she walked to Angelina then
gently placed a hand on her shoulder in a way it
partially touched her breast. "I've been looking for
people like you. I do many of the things you said
you do except doing it in public. I think we are
compatible" she left her shoulder and locked the
door. Only then did Angelina realize that Miss
Caroline was a lesbian who wants to add salt to her
injury. Never in her life had she dreampt of having
affair with her fellow girl. Her heartbeat increased,
she located her phone to call Suzanna instantly as a
way to distractions..
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TO BE CONTINUED