On more than one occasion I fantasized about having my way with her in the bathroom. I wanted to pursue her badly but I had a girlfriend at the time. ...She was let go from work a few months later, and the only contact we kept with one another was liking the occasional instagram photo. My girlfriend and I’s relationship fell apart for other reasons, and we broke up. Being single again I wanted to have some fun. Naturally I fantasized about hooking up with her but we hadn’t had any substantial. Theylaid her down on the floor, piling our clothes underher head as pillow. One of the guests started feelingher pulse and proclaimed, “She is dead.”“What the fuck?” I mumbled, out of breath andoverwhelmed by the sudden turn of events.The other guest pushed the first one aside and felt forher breath under the nose. Without saying a word, hestarted pumping her chest and performing CPR. He wouldcount to five and clasp his mouth on my wife’s mouth,then he would get up. Waaaaaait. What? “I'm so sorry, I didn't quiet catch that. Could you run that by me one more time? I think I must have misheard you.” I said with a faintly confused smile. Surely I heard that wrong. The old lady waiting in line behind me certainly didn't react to this woman offering to suck my nuts... to get my balance back?And taking a second to look at her she was quite the young woman. Probably between 20 and 23, she stood tall and curvy, her almond skin practically glowing. Her hour glass. Mrs. Hrishikesh gladly accepted my proposal but she hesitatingly told me that they have no ability to give me the honorarium for an extra time where Mukta would study alone. I consoled her that she has not to pay me such, I would take whatever they able to give.I started teaching Mukta and she nicely improved. Sometime their house, sometime my house and whenever I could manage time she studied. I never saw her being sad but gladly she studied to me. I got about one year to teach her and she.