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    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!

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    Links To Available Episodes

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    Episode 2

    Not to bathe of course, but to watch the
    ladies as they wash their beautiful selves!
    I began doing this rather naughty
    tomfoolery, during my days at the Rosary
    College and even extended it to the nuns
    and sisters! As soon as I joined my new
    school, I continued in just a matter of days!
    I have been at it non-stop since then! I
    would wait until it was about 6am before
    proceeding to the bathroom location.
    Thankfully, it has been general bathrooms
    both at the Rosary College and at St.
    Elizabeth’s even though I couldn’t
    understand why.
    That of St. Elizabeth was even more
    uncluttered than that of my former employer
    as there were no cubicles at all! It was
    more or less an enclosed space with drains
    at the corners.
    While it was poor planning to the common
    eye, it was a strike of good cherished luck
    for myself as I always enjoyed uninhibited
    views of my bathing female friends! The fact
    that it was a bit towards the ‘undeveloped’
    part of the school premises was another
    godsend, meaning that while I indulged in
    my voyeur’s escapades (while standing on
    a water barrel or ladder) through the high
    windows, it was always going to be difficult
    to get caught!
    The tall bushes and trees around provided
    adequate cover. And given the time of the
    day it usually was, being found out was
    almost out of the equation! However, that
    couldn’t be said about my other less-
    attempted jaunt, which was watching the
    girls right at their hostel after ‘lights-out’!
    In fact, it was while I was doing so that I
    was caught for the first time by one of the
    girls! I had, at usual, stood at the corridor
    very late into the night peeping into one of
    my favourite rooms.
    There were just three girls in the room all of
    whom were either bi-S#xual or l£sb!an!
    Since after I had found them Bleeping
    themselves under the cover of their room, I
    hadn’t failed to constantly check them out
    most of the nights! While they were not
    always at it every night, I still managed to
    find them doing so a good number of times
    and it was while watching them that the
    said student – Paulina by name, caught
    me! Thankfully she didn’t raise any alarm
    and only coaxed me to come to her room to
    explain what exactly it was I was doing.
    Surprisingly, I didn’t find anyone else in her
    room and before we could go through the
    analysis of ‘what I was exactly doing when
    she caught me’, I had F***ed her three
    times before dawn!
    As bizarre as it may sound, I wasn’t the
    only one who watched our girls bathe every
    morning! Three out of the Four men who
    worked with me as internal-security for the
    school, were also into the habit! The
    difference was that we did so independently
    – at our respective hostels! I couldn’t
    exactly say for the other two but one of the
    men – Kunle precisely, only joined after
    seeing me doing so!
    He was the youngest of us all and was still
    single. It had happened that rumours of a
    certain girl who had just joined the school
    was circulating among the security guards!
    They said her name was Michelle and was
    soon drafted into Kunle’s hostel. Even
    without his knowing it, the rest of our
    colleagues had already found out facts
    about the girl and I soon learnt that she
    was drop-dead beautiful, but then
    unforgivably shy and wouldn’t undress in-
    front of other students! Even at the
    bathroom, she always bathed with a shirt
    and shorts on or with a bra and a [email protected]!
    How she expected to keep doing that for the
    next three years of her stay in the school
    was simply difficult to understand! And
    when you couple that with the amazing fact
    that she had an outlandishly stunning body,
    you will understand why the security men
    who knew about her simply went crazy –
    they all wanted to see her Unclad! So it was
    while I was on a rather failed personal
    mission to catch her undressing in her
    hostel room, that Kunle found me! The girl
    wasn’t Unclad at all but was wearing a
    short gown that barely covered her fleshy
    butt0ckz! I had watched her walk around
    her room with the dangerously brief clothe
    and when she lay to read on her bed, I was
    even presented a more ‘unsettling’ view of
    the insides of her thighs as well as her
    near-Unclad bum! My J0yst!ck was almost
    bursting through my shorts when Kunle’s
    hand suddenly landed on my butt0ckz in
    alarming fashion!
    He was clearly surprised at finding me in
    there but cleverly covered what he had just
    seen me doing, with an intelligent joke! Of
    course, I pretended I wasn’t exactly doing
    what he thought I was doing and quickly
    brought a hand over my resiliently
    throbbing manhood!
    Unfortunately, it only took 4 days before I
    found the young man peering through the
    same window at about the same time of
    night!
    As for our Angelina-Jolie-looking Michelle,
    we still didn’t get to see her t--s and K!
    [email protected] any time soon; sadly though!
    Anyways, my earlier experience with Kunle
    kept me occupied. For the following four
    days, I still kept up with checking out the
    girls while they showered in the morning
    and again returned to their rooms at night
    as they prepared for bed.
    But unlike before, I suddenly wasn’t finding
    doing all those exciting anymore. Instead I
    kept having an element of concern and guilt
    within me as several questions about being
    caught sooner or later endlessly popped in
    my head.
    Of course if the school management ever
    learnt that I was in such a habit, it was
    going to spell outright doom for me. Same
    goes with the general bulk of students
    finding me out. I was only lucky Paulina
    was more interested in Bleeping me, thus
    didn’t raise any alarms.
    But seeing that in just a matter of months
    after, Kunle caught me again, it actually
    became a thing to think about! I had to
    wonder what will become of my family if I
    ever lost my job with the school. My wife
    was basically doing nothing at the time,
    leaving me as the only source of our
    livelihood. Amina’s future was firmly tied to
    my involvement in the school too. Any
    chance of her joining the school would
    strongly be influenced by my remaining
    with the institution. If I were to be caught in
    the rather mischievous habit of watching
    Unclad female students bathe, then I would
    have comfortably drawn a curtain on the
    supposed chance she had! This prompted a
    new resolve and I subsequently told myself
    that I was never going to return to the
    bathrooms anymore – for the sake of
    family! Of course, it was a very difficult
    decision and for several days, the urge was
    so strong that I had to entirely leave the
    school premises to keep my mind occupied
    with less dirty things. I was indeed
    determined not to return to the old ways,
    and even my seeming affair with Paulina,
    had to stop, after several successful
    attempts at avoiding her!
    Everything suddenly seemed to be working
    out just fine, after all!

    To be continued

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    Sommyangel (Favoured child)Sommyangel (Favoured child)
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    I am seated with popcorn and pepsi but no sharing becos of d condition of d economy

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    ok continue

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    John Walter El MarshallJohn Walter El Marshall
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    Lemme take a seat. It’s gon’ be a long ride.

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    hmmm just seating with my manna and quail (abeg no sharing

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    alryt

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