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Confessions of a Private Tutor
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| A man starts giving maths tuitions to keep his family afl oat. But with the
students come their mothers. Voluptuous. Willing. Moneyed.
I watched with delight as a line of confusion marked her brow. I had brought her to
orgasm and I had left her dazed. Th e delight expanded to include superiority, and I
slipped out of the house. Th e next day was a maths session with her son. He handed
me an envelope. Inside it were ten one-hundred-rupee notes.
I had been paid.
I had been paid for sex.
I had been paid well for sex.
I had never used a prostitute-sex worker, I should say-but I remember crossing
the Oval Maidan late one night and being accosted by one. She was well past her
prime and had painted her face as if she were a clown: red daubs on her cheeks, blue
eyeshadow and black streaks near her eyes. I was now her brother under the skin.
I should have felt bad about this, but I didn't. I felt...magnifi cent. |
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