I was relieved that Erika had suspected nothing. I also believed that my affair with Helen had not changed our marital relationship for the worse. I h...d no wish to confess my trespass and inflict hurt.However, listening to Helen’s description of her marriage made me feel very uneasy about its future.At first, I had not taken Helen’s claim that Rilke’s Der Panther and my reading and suggestive interpretation had led her into our affair as fully serious. I had tried to explain in class, in. Julie didn’t get a chance to answer as the door immediately opened and her dad walked in.Instinctively, Julie sat up and tried to cover her large breasts, splashing water everywhere.Her dad looked tired and sad, as usual these days. He seemed clueless to how embarrassing his intrusion was on his daughter. He merely came in and, closing the toilet seat lid, sat down. It helped that he seemed more interested in looking at the ceiling fan than her.Julie looked up at the crack in the corner up on. “Just in case I needed to earn a few extra marks to pass that exam,” she whispers, and then she’s gone. A pass is guaranteed. Failing her would be career suicide, but that performance deserves a distinction anyway…I glance up at the clock on the exam room wall and loudly announce “you have ten minutes remaining”. The students ignore me and keep writing. I should do my last walk around the room now, but I can’t move until the bulge in my trousers has subsided.I look at Georgia again as she also. Before I reached my hostel there were 5 messages and 2 missed calls from her. As soon as I reached my hostel room I started chatting with her. I was very excited and happy.This chatting went on for about one year and we became very close. And we started talking more personal things, even about our innerwears and sex. Meanwhile our first year final exams arrived and we started combined studies. We used to sit facing each other. While she was studying she used to remove her dupatta and sit.