{"id":594,"date":"2026-01-22T06:05:44","date_gmt":"2026-01-22T06:05:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/?p=594"},"modified":"2026-01-22T06:05:44","modified_gmt":"2026-01-22T06:05:44","slug":"is-it-desperation-or-love-novel-chapter-11","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/is-it-desperation-or-love-novel-chapter-11\/","title":{"rendered":"IS IT DESPERATION OR LOVE Novel Chapter 11"},"content":{"rendered":"
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CHAPTER 11<\/div>\n
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WARONA NAOMI SEBOTHOMA<\/div>\n
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We have started on our March exams. Already wrote a few subjects. Maths P1 included. We’re writing P2 on this upcoming Monday. I can say Mr Q has been distant as he promised. Truly speaking… I miss him,him calling me and holding me against the walls, stealing kisses… I just miss him. But on the other side I’m glad that he’s keeping the distance between us. I can’t have him risking his career like this. BUT I MISS HIM, and it literally gets worse each and every day.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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We’re attending his subject to cover up for the other topics we didn’t have someone who could be our teacher,all the topics we didn’t do before Mr Q came around. At Least we’re not wearing school uniform,it’s Saturday,the laundry day to many… who would wear uniform today?<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I woke up at six o’clock and went to take a bath. After all that hygiene process I just wore black leggings and a white T-shirt that covers my ass. Panties? Definitely not. i wore my white airforce. No need to brush my hair, Nothando paid for my hairstyle as she promised me. How I love that girl. I just laid my edges and wore my butterfly earrings, bracelet and necklace silver set. I packed my physical sciences books in my bag. Took my power bank and cellphone..not forgetting my earpods then went to the kitchen for breakfast, noodles will do. I ate up and washed my dish.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cgood morning\u201d<\/div>\n
Naomi : mom hey<\/div>\n
Saronah : well you woke up early today. You look beautiful,are you heading out?<\/div>\n
Naomi : yep, school.<\/div>\n
Saronah : Shem, askies.<\/div>\n
Naomi : it’s okay ma(smiles),can you make me my lunch box while I go rinse my mouth?<\/div>\n
Saronah : you’ll buy a dagwood. I just came here for water and I’m tired. Just pass by my room before you leave.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I nodded and went to rinse my mouth then went to her room,she gave me a R100 note and I left for school.<\/div>\n
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It’s 8 o’clock and out Saturday studies are beginning. He’s wearing like me,well the colors of course. A white t-shirt that shows his gorgeous muscled body with black jeans and white sneakers. No jewelry though,just a silver watch. He gave us activities to do and as soon as I was done,I went to the board to do one of the questions. I could hear whispers and whistles from behind but I didn’t mind them. As Soon as I was done,I went back to my desk and everyone was looking at me. WHAT THE HELL IS IT?<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Someone tapped my shoulder and I turned back. It’s Mbaliyethemba<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Mbali : did you shake that ass on purpose? For Mr Q to notice you?<\/div>\n
Naomi : lol(chuckles)it’s not my fault that my ass is so big and soft bro.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cwhuuuuuhh(laughter)\u201d<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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My classmates said,did we say that out loud?<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Mr Q left the class while I was busy writing on the board. I need to go to the loo. I searched on my bag and found no tissue,how can I forget to put it in my bag though? Argh,I’ll go ask for some in the staffroom.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I stood up and went to the staffroom,I found Mr Q leaning against the wall with his head looking up and eyes closed. His huge bulk couldn’t be missed,damn.. he’s horny. I cleared my throat and he quickly looks at me hiding his dick.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Mr Q : uhm..(clears throat)Naomi<\/div>\n
Naomi : Qhawe<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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We shared an eye contact,he bit his lower lip looking at me.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Naomi : can I have a tissue sir?<\/div>\n
Mr Q : over there.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I walked to where they were placed and took out a roll. I felt his hands on my waist and his breath on my neck.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Mr Q : you turn me on<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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He turns me around and attacks me with a kiss. He picks me up and places me on the table next to the tissues and squeeze my butt. A soft moan escapes my lips and I feel him smile.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Mr Q : you’re mine<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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He pecks my lips and moves away,I cleared my throat feeling shy and went off the desk, passing him,he spanks my buttocks<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Mr Q : that’s mine. Look at me…<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I looked at him<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Mr Q : wear a longer tshirt next time.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I just left him there heading straight to the bathroom and I found one of my classmates washing her hands,she smiles at me and left. I got in one of the toilets and close the door leaning against it. I can still feel him,I hold my breasts and squeeze them, moaning a little my hands travel around my body imagining his touch.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cyou’re mine\u201d his words echoed in my head.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201ci am yours\u201d a whisper escapes in my lips and I find myself biting my lower lip with my hand on my clitoris moving in circles. Im so wet and hot.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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\u201cAaah Qhawe\u201d a whisper escapes my lips,I jumped when I heard laughter from a bit far. What am I doing?<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I quickly did what I came here for feeling embarrassed. I went to wash my hands and head back to class. What was I doing? What was I thinking kissing my teacher? Allowing him to touch me like that? Okay I enjoyed each and every second in there but how will I look at him now? Argh. I need to talk to him after class.<\/div>\n
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We’re done for the day. I packed my books and I took a taxi,with him. I sat next to him on purpose. I looked at him and he looks at me.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Mr Q : ingabe yonkinto ikahle?<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I took out my phone and typed,I showed him making sure no one sees me. He reads and looks at me. he shakes his head no and I gave him puppy eyes,he sighed and showed me his thumb. I smiled and we went of at the mall. I went straight to ShopRite and he follows me,he’s not so far from me. I took a mini trolley and went inside. He catches up with me.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Mr Q : you wanted us to talk.<\/div>\n
Naomi : I can’t do it anymore Qhawe. I’m in love with you.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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He keeps quiet for a while looking at me amused.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Naomi : I want to be with you,I love you Qhawe<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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He looks at me for a while fighting himself from speaking. He takes the apple packet next to me and walks away. I took two pineapples and follow him.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Naomi : Qhawe…<\/div>\n
Qhawe : can we talk about this later on tonight? I’ll call you.<\/div>\n
Naomi : no it’s not something I want to talk about over the phone.<\/div>\n
Qhawe : Naomi please…<\/div>\n
Naomi : no Qhawe,I love you and I need to know if we can be together secretively or not.<\/div>\n
Qhawe : what if people find out?<\/div>\n
Naomi : we have to make sure they don’t. We will be careful.<\/div>\n
Qhawe : (sigh and looks at Naomi) we can’t be together. You said it yourself that we can’t risk our future. My job and your education because of an affair.<\/div>\n
Naomi : don’t you love me?<\/div>\n
Qhawe : Naomi please stop that okay. We can’t be together and that’s that.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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I blink away my tears<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Naomi : you said I’m yours. Why can’t you claim what’s yours now?<\/div>\n
Qhawe : it’s just not worth it<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Wow!<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Naomi : so I am not worth your love?<\/div>\n
Qhawe : I didn’t say that<\/div>\n
Naomi : then what are you saying?<\/div>\n
Qhawe : Naomi I have just found this job,can we please stop this talk? We just can’t be together. I was lost in a moment. Don’t take what I’ve said to heart.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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My heart breaks even further. I watch him walk away and I leave my trolley there and exit the place. When i got to a quiet place I cried like I seriously cried. I requested an Uber,I can be seen like this in a taxi. I went to WhatsApp and took his tens from the group. I used the Find my phone app to find his location and I did. Oh my Uber is here,I’m definitely going to his house.<\/div>\n
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QHAWELETHU MTHEMBU<\/div>\n
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I rubbed my head sitting on my bed. I hate how she looked. She was very sad. How will I even face her now? I need a drink. It’s around 3pm and I just need something to calm myself down. I broke her. I just don’t think love was made for me,after everything that happened. I went out and when I was by the gate,a car stopped and she came out,oh no!!! She comes in the gate and walks to me.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Qhawe : how did you find me?<\/div>\n
Naomi : find my phone<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Damn! I pulled her to my room and locked.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Qhawe : what are you doing here?<\/div>\n
Naomi : this is crazy,what I’m about to do is crazy but…<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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She takes off her t-shirt.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Naomi : if we can’t be lovers,let’s be friends with benefits.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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What?!!<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Qhawe : WHAT? Naomi no!<\/div>\n
Naomi : it’ll help me with these feelings<\/div>\n
Qhawe : are you desperate? To be with me?<\/div>\n
Naomi : I don’t know.. is it desperation or love?<\/div>\n
Qhawe : I don’t think it’s love you’re desperate to be with me.<\/div>\n
Naomi : okay,I’ll go find someone else to fuck with<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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She grabbed her t-shirt and walks towards the door,I pulled her and kissed her<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Qhawe : I told you that you’re mine<\/div>\n
Naomi : you keep saying I’m yours but you can’t claim what’s yours.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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She pulls me and we kiss. It get deeper each and every second and I’m tempted to make love to her. We ended up on the bed with my head between her legs eating her up and her moans are a sweetest sounds I’ve ever heard. I go to her face as she cums and i looked for a condom. Dammit.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Naomi : I’m clean<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Qhawe : please leave.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Naomi : What?<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Qhawe : This is wrong. And you’re busy throwing yourself at me, it’s not nice. I’m a man, I get tempted easily. Please leave. No man wants a loose woman.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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She chuckled, tears forming in her eyes. She wore her clothes and ran out. I can’t stop her, I have to do this. We can’t put ourselves in danger because of feelings. I need this job. I really do.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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The door bursts open.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Ma: who is that and what did you do to her?<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Qhawe : it’s no one important. What should I cook for supper?<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Ma : what did you do to her?<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Qhawe : nothing. I didn’t do anything. We just had a little argument.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Ma : is she your girlfriend?<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Qhawe : no, I like her but we can’t date. She’s my student.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Ma : I guess she likes you too and you turned her down?<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Qhawe : yes. I can’t risk it Ma, I just got this job. I can’t lose my license too. I just can’t. What am I going to cook.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Ma : I’ve already cooked. I wanted you to buy milk for me. I made iphuthu.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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Qhawe :okay, I’ll go there now.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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