But the tears fell anyway. The tears fell on Regan’s face, making small clean streaks down her pale face. After a few moments, he forced himself to ...top his womanly ways. Lying her back down on the sad excuse for a bed pallet, he took inventory of her. Her face was dirty and bloodied on one side. It looked like old blood, but he wasn’t quite sure how old the blood was. She had bruises on her arms and he assumed she would have them on her legs as well. Anger fresh, consuming and scalding. This was not good enough for me, so we went back to her office, it was 6 PM by now and everyone else was gone. I told her I wanted my money back and she said she would not give it to me. The more she denied me, the more turned on I was getting by her and the bulge in my pants was fairly obvious. She noticed it and laughed at me saying “You have absolutely no chance of EVER getting in her underwear.” I told her that was debatable. At this point I felt our contract had been violated as the unit. My emotions were hopelessly tangled, an admixture of dread that she should carry this behaviour forward, and a longing for her to do something more. Having spent so much time with her, and even more in thinking about her, she was coming to seem less like some creature from faerie, or a princess from an Arthurian romance, and more like a person of flesh and bone and volatile emotions. Like any teacher had I started out thinking in a narrowly focussed way about her strengths and weaknesses, and. Mistry, referred to by his first name Pahan among his colleagues, seemed to have it together. Originally from a middle class immigrant family that came to America from India, Dr. Mistry went off to college. In college, Pahan was a model student and went on to medical school. In medical school, Pahan impressed his professors and moved on to get into a competitive residency. After many years of schooling, Pahan became a surgeon specializing in Orthopedics. While the academics were impressive,.