shameless with Aditi

An hour earlier, we had started our preparations for our next day research session. Absolute pandemonium prevailed over last minute group shuffle, as my partner Manoj was down with Malaria. Penultimate day and catching up with time as always, I pretended by spitting a few Jargons to prove my stupid miserly hang of the topic. “Head is aching badly Adu, shall we have some coffee?” I requested. Not even five minutes had passed, yet I was so shameless with my age old tricks. “Dude, you better work for this, else I’m leaving…I’m safe with my 8.7”. Christ, now that rang a bell, I needed this presentation badly. I was fucked royally in my earlier assessments not because of my inability but solely due to the insensitive Prof Partha, who was busy screwing me in front of beautiful girls in my class. Asshole, what fun did he have at that half dead age.

“Oh no, I’m sorry…Let’s go ahead” I pleaded. “These are in trends when it comes to women’s apparel” she said. Oh yea, I got her talking my language finally. For all the hopeless efforts to break the ice, this was a perfect consolation. I probed a little further…”I don’t quite get it lady” I said keeping a straight face, which conveyed absolute innocence contrary to the shameless pervert in me. “Bold is skin show, Beautiful is elegance, Peppy is sporty, and Diva is glamour”. I was closely looking at her when she spoke. Aditi Kanitkar, the sizzling dame of our class, whose nude face spoke a million words more than the nudity of a woman per se

Aditi was last minute replacement as my partner for the group presentation. Though a Mumbai girl she was an absolute next door “Mylapore Maami” in her naturally gifted anatomy .Pierced nose, sleek ear studs, the elegant spectacle and the “kiss me” smile; she was a perfect pseudo Iyer, if I had to customize her to my needs. I never had the time to flex my arms on an otherwise scarce female population. Fortunately, for my so called dimple, she was the first prey amidst several other “cheek pinching” cutie-pies in my school. “So, does that work baly? “She enquired, few millimeters away from my temptations.

Observation technique was the topic, and as the name suggests I was engrossed observing Aditi. But that would not have solved my problem. The Ugly jack ass Prof would strip me apart with his free sprinkle mouth and his gang raped statistical analogies. At least couple of dress rehearsals were needed overnight. “Perfect Adu, thanks a ton…We will rock tomorrow” I nodded. She gave her one such sarcastic smile and left. Well, she was not all that bad; after all I had always noticed a heart beneath her that cared for me, apart from my normal inspection of those curvilinear crests and troughs…Wow, what an observer I was naturally, but for this barking Prof who deserved nothing less than handful of stones to be pelted with.

“So tell me 3 ways by which you would technically address customer behavior”. Crap where did that come from? The presentation was at least done if not “well done’, with Aditi taking the back stage. But the rapid fire is what I feared for, and here he was, Prof Partha, the product of genetic aberration. Had he been a woman I could ve observed him to master observation. “Sir technically basically….actually”…Oh not again. I fumbled mumbled and tumbled. And then followed a series of bullet fire questions in a one sided battle, I was there taking the hit as always

“Sit for your supplementary, Have n’t seen such a thick skinned person” yelled the bastard. Man...Supplementary in internals, something which I had never heard of. What more I was the only one in the entire class with such a coveted ‘honor’. I quietly walked out trying to hide my tears. Will I ever change, Will I ever spit back at Prof Partha, and could it have been better had I worked with Aditi from the beginning”?

I could feel a hand on my shoulder, and yea, it was Aditi, the girl who tried her best to push me across the border. Even in such a humiliation, I could not resist looking at her wonderful thighs absolutely undisturbed by her short skirt and that ravishing transparent white top. “I just got the next trimester group allocation. We both are together for Prof Partha’s Numerical Methods” she smiled