Retrospection is not uncommon to any individual. We all think back into the time that we have already spent away – into the people we have come across in past and who made a difference to our lives.

In the same way, I have also been deeply affected by certain people in my life.

It’s a different fact that they are all women – but the truth is that women have made changes in my life.

Since my teens, I have always been fascinated by the woman’s physical attributes – her figure, her posture, her style and her nuances.

Maybe that’s one of the reasons I fell for my class teacher in Class X1, a phenomenon termed as INFATUATION by the learned elders of our society.

But, whatever the case maybe, I truly admit one thing – waiting to see my favorite teacher walk by did give a high to me. And more so, if it’s a hot summer morning and sweat is trickling down into her cleavage, which is easily visible thanks to the transparent sari that she is wearing to beat the summer heat.

 Or when I used to take a side seat in the class to ensure that I get to see her bouncing breasts when she did a hand movement from her chair.

Even when she got angry with the Class, all I could ever wish for was that she slaps me or reprimands me – so that she would look at me or even touch me for that slap. How I longed to lick her wondrously smooth and well-rounded breasts!!! Even a caress would have been so satisfying for me – but all of that remained an unfulfilled fantasy.

Her clever looks, height and immaculate English – all of that and more gave me a high. She remained my lady perfect till I encountered my first girlfriend when I was nearing Class XII.