"I…want to..eat now…" he blurted, rubbing his hair and apparently looking excited by the fact that he caught me starring at his crotch.
On my own part, I was rather hurt by the stupid manner with which he was informing me about giving him breakfast! After all I can't recall having any discussions with his mother about fending for him while he stayed with me! "Your food is in the kitchen…" I snatched at him, not knowing whether to equally tell him off on my towel he had around his hip! I had mysteriously gotten pissed already!
He walked away, and when he reappeared, he had his bread and tea by both hands. I was now backing him and picking up my bra, and p@nty from my drawer, to go change at the bathroom. But I didn't fail to notice him staring at my behind, so much so that he nearly stumbled, while doing so!
"Sorry ma." he apologized, as he wiped out the spilled tea from my reading table, with his hand!
I didn't answer him, but just threw him a quick look, before walking away! That in itself, still didn't stop Samuel from returning his eyes to my backside, as I made it to the bathroom!
By the time I'd return, he had already dressed up, even though he still hadn't finished eating. Apparently he cleverly used the period of my absence to dress up and that should count as the first time I would be seeing him do something intelligent. He returned to his food while I proceeded to dress up. But his eyes just refused to leave me! He practically trailed every single movement I made and barely reacted anytime I intentionally chose to catch him doing so! He even sighed at a point, significantly stalling on his food as he watched me bend over a number of times to make a selection on a shoe to wear!
itself just after I had finished putting on my necklace and began turning round to check the mirror. For just at the same moment, Sam bumped into me for the second time that morning – as he looked to return his plate and mug to the kitchen! While it had been his J0yst!ck that had heavily brushed my thigh the previous time, this time around, his left hand somehow found its way to my right b0s0m!
I couldn't exactly tell if he had done so while trying to stop our bodies from colliding, or it was something done on purpose! But his hand was on my right b0s0m! And I can swear I felt him sq££ze it just a wee bit!
"Ehhmmm…sorry ma…I'm sorry…ma…" he quickly began muttering as we made way for ourselves!
I just had my eyes shut for a few seconds having no single idea what the hell was happening under my roof! On first thought, after opening my eyes, I snatched my hand bag from where I had left it, picked up some books from my reading table, and then dashed out of the house! Whenever he was ready, he should join me in the car! I was so pissed!
The joke was just becoming rather unbearable now! From trying to sneak into my p@anties -literarily – a night ago, to now grabbing my breasts in broad daylight! The kid was just doing too much for his age! And we are talking about a Principal and her student here!
This was a perfect example of reckless indiscipline! Something that only made me hate the elites of this world the more! They have every means of instilling pure discipline in their children without necessarily denying them anything rightly pleasurable, but they never do so! Rather they keep filling our world with good-for-nothings like Samuel, who would never contribute to the society! In fact, when Samuel reappeared for us to leave for school, he had this large red comb sunk into his thick hair!
He was intending to wear that around school that very day! Needless to explain how crossed I felt, as I drove us out of the compound, and towards the school!