I am a 19 year old male who was studying in a college of science in Bombay.
I am focussed on my health and work hard. Mornings begin with a brisk 4 kilometre run on the slopes of Malabar hill at 5.30 a.m. this is followed by a 1 hour session of karate training, with a couple of friends who were close to getting their brown belts. After a breakfast it is college and home back by 3. Then home, lunch and then gym and karate sessions with my sensei on alternate days kept me busy till 8 p.m. then it was back home, dinner, studies and bed at 12.00
The routine keeps no place for any parties. And outings with friends were restricted to vacations alone. As the routine is of my own making I never grudge it. In the morning me and my friends train in the garages under the building. During vacations the training is a pain because of little kids who came to view the training. These brats generally admired us but ended up pestering us and making us lose our concentration. Nitesh was one such brat. Nitesh's mother Naina was a beautiful lady who lived next door and her husband was an executive who is generally out of town.
One day in this vacation Naina met me with a request. She wanted me to help train her son Nitesh with the basics of karate so he could take the course in school's gym class next year. I wasn't very keen, as I was not sure that Nitesh would be a good student but Nitesh and his mother were persistent. I took Nitesh under my wing knowing that it was possibly a decision I would regret.
Nitesh was keen and he was pretty focussed on martial arts in fact he picked up the basics rapidly. Naina too kept on coming to my house to ask about his lessons.
Naina was a fair, pretty lady about 35, slightly plump but I hadn't exactly tried to guess how she would look without her clothes on. To me she was just a neighbour whose son I was helping out. But I later realised that Naina had other intentions in sending her son to train under me.
In the vacation time the colleges are free and I generally had nothing to do between 7 a.m. and 3 p.m. A few days ago Naina dropped in on one hot morning around 10 when there was no one in the house other than me. She told me that her phone was out of order and she wanted to make a call.