05-12-2025, 10:27 PM
## Update 177: The College Secrets (Avi and Ritu Didi)
"What did you want to ask? The good things or the bad things?" Ritu Didi shifted on the bed next to me, the fresh scent of soap and her perfume filling the space, making me inhale deeply.
"Both, Didi," I leaned closer, pitching my voice conspiratorially. "The good things are for my sister, Komal, and the juicy bad things are just for me."
"Avi, you are very clever," she laughed, a low, knowing sound, nodding at my honesty. "You want to tell the safe details to your sister and have all the fun listening to the bad secrets yourself."
I smiled, feeling a surge of confidence from her easy teasing.
"Okay," Ritu Didi conceded, crossing one leg over the other. "First, I’ll tell you the good things."
I settled back, giving her my full attention.
"The college is good for genuine studying," Ritu Didi began, ticking off points on her fingers. "The teachers in the science branch are very capable; they teach the material well. Don't worry about the practical classes at all," she waved her hand dismissively, rolling her eyes. "It’s perfectly fine even if you don't attend practicals. Just show up for the practical exam itself. You'll get the practical marks, though you might struggle a little with physics theory if you skip lectures. You can easily score above 75% overall in this college. All the books you need are kept in the library, though I don't think you'll ever set foot in there." She tapped her chin thoughtfully. "There’s never any trouble in college. Skipping class is not a problem at all. You can find everything you need in the canteen. The garden is a great place to sit and study. They have regular gatherings and cultural events. You can participate in sports, and many more normal things."
"Now, Didi, tell me the things that are actually useful to *me*," I straightened up eagerly, cutting her off, my voice urgent.
Ritu Didi's smile widened, becoming more predatory. She leaned in, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper. "Rule number one: no girl stays with the same boy for a long time there."
"That means I'll get non-veg every day, Didi?" My entire body stiffened with anticipation, my *lund* already feeling the pressure.
"You're a rascal, Avi!" she playfully pushed my shoulder, shaking her head. "That only happens with *some* girls. The girls who are focused on serious studying stay completely away from all that. Also, the boys stay far away from any girl whose brother is in the same college. No one will mess with your sister, you can be sure."
"And what else?" I urged, my heart starting to race with excitement.
"You can find everything you want in the canteen—all the arrangements are made there," she gestured vaguely toward the window, her hand sweeping the air. "You can have full fun."
"How much fun did *you* have, Didi?" I challenged, my curiosity overriding my caution, leaning in closer to her.
"Leave me out of it completely," Ritu Didi snapped her fingers sharply, giving me a harsh warning look. "Just listen to what I'm telling you. If you're looking for extreme fun, the mobile number of a girl who has more than two boyfriends is sometimes found written on the walls of the men's toilet stall."
"How many times have you gone into the men's toilet, Didi, that you know this specific detail?" I couldn't help but question her source, a laugh threatening to escape.
Ritu Didi gave me a harsh look and shook her head, her mouth tightening. "If you interrupt me again, I won't tell you anything more."
"Sorry," I whispered immediately, a knot of disappointment forming in my gut at the thought of her stopping. "Did you tell any of these things to Pankaj?"
"Are you crazy?" she rolled her eyes, throwing her hand up. "How could I tell these kinds of things to my own brother, Pankaj? I'm telling you because you are *not* my brother."
"And what other places or actions can we get up to?" I prodded, pushing for more secrets, my breath held tight.
"You can have fun hidden in the garden behind the science block," Ritu Didi smiled slowly, her eyes drifting toward the ceiling as she recalled places. "And if you ever want to do something private with a girlfriend, you can use the old lab on the third floor. That lab is closed and always locked." She paused for effect, letting the information sink in. "But the key to that lab is kept behind the small window near the lab door. You can take it out easily with a small magnet."
My entire body felt hot, a sudden wave of lust and daring washing over me. My palms were suddenly slick with cold sweat, the small memory card in my pocket feeling heavier than ever. My heart hammered against my ribs, making it hard to breathe. I had to know her connection to this secret. "How many times have you gone to that lab, Didi?"
Ritu Didi glared at me, her mouth thinning into a tight line. "I told you not to interrupt me with questions about myself."
"Sorry," I repeated, genuinely penitent this time, dropping my head slightly.
She waited a beat, watching me closely, making sure I understood the threat. "This is absolutely the last time. If you interrupt me again, I will stop talking right now."
I cleared my throat nervously, trying to maintain composure. "Can I ask just one more question, Didi?"
"Yes, ask it quickly," she sighed, waving a hand, giving in.
"I've heard that in college, the Principal Sir sometimes gets involved with..." I began, trying to tread carefully around the topic.
"Yes, that happens in this college too," Ritu Didi nodded sharply, cutting me off before I could finish the delicate question.
"With whom?" I demanded, leaning forward, my heart pounding with excitement at the confirmation.
"There is a teacher in the commerce branch, Mrs. Varma," she stated flatly, her voice dry and factual. "She has a confirmed affair with Principal Sir."
"And whose other affairs are there?" I pressed, stunned by the detail she was providing, wanting all the dirt.
"The science branch teacher, Mrs. Gupta, also had an affair with her own student," Ritu Didi tapped her finger on her lip, remembering. "But that student passed and left last year."
"Is there anything else left to know, Didi?" I asked, feeling like I had just received a map to a hidden treasure, leaning back in satisfaction.
"That's all the deep secrets I know for now," she finished, a smug look on her face, crossing her arms proudly.
"You know a lot more than you let on," I shook my head slowly, impressed by her knowledge of the college's hidden life.
"I think you’re going to have full fun along with your studies, Avi," Ritu Didi winked at me, pushing off the bed.
"We'll see," I grinned, standing up, feeling the thrill of the possibilities. "But I'll definitely have full fun with all your secret tips. Now I'll leave. Tell Pankaj I'll come back to see him tomorrow."
"Bye," Ritu Didi said softly, walking me toward the door.
"Bye," I replied, exiting the room, my mind already spinning with the secrets of the key behind the window and the non-veg that college life promised.
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"What did you want to ask? The good things or the bad things?" Ritu Didi shifted on the bed next to me, the fresh scent of soap and her perfume filling the space, making me inhale deeply.
"Both, Didi," I leaned closer, pitching my voice conspiratorially. "The good things are for my sister, Komal, and the juicy bad things are just for me."
"Avi, you are very clever," she laughed, a low, knowing sound, nodding at my honesty. "You want to tell the safe details to your sister and have all the fun listening to the bad secrets yourself."
I smiled, feeling a surge of confidence from her easy teasing.
"Okay," Ritu Didi conceded, crossing one leg over the other. "First, I’ll tell you the good things."
I settled back, giving her my full attention.
"The college is good for genuine studying," Ritu Didi began, ticking off points on her fingers. "The teachers in the science branch are very capable; they teach the material well. Don't worry about the practical classes at all," she waved her hand dismissively, rolling her eyes. "It’s perfectly fine even if you don't attend practicals. Just show up for the practical exam itself. You'll get the practical marks, though you might struggle a little with physics theory if you skip lectures. You can easily score above 75% overall in this college. All the books you need are kept in the library, though I don't think you'll ever set foot in there." She tapped her chin thoughtfully. "There’s never any trouble in college. Skipping class is not a problem at all. You can find everything you need in the canteen. The garden is a great place to sit and study. They have regular gatherings and cultural events. You can participate in sports, and many more normal things."
"Now, Didi, tell me the things that are actually useful to *me*," I straightened up eagerly, cutting her off, my voice urgent.
Ritu Didi's smile widened, becoming more predatory. She leaned in, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper. "Rule number one: no girl stays with the same boy for a long time there."
"That means I'll get non-veg every day, Didi?" My entire body stiffened with anticipation, my *lund* already feeling the pressure.
"You're a rascal, Avi!" she playfully pushed my shoulder, shaking her head. "That only happens with *some* girls. The girls who are focused on serious studying stay completely away from all that. Also, the boys stay far away from any girl whose brother is in the same college. No one will mess with your sister, you can be sure."
"And what else?" I urged, my heart starting to race with excitement.
"You can find everything you want in the canteen—all the arrangements are made there," she gestured vaguely toward the window, her hand sweeping the air. "You can have full fun."
"How much fun did *you* have, Didi?" I challenged, my curiosity overriding my caution, leaning in closer to her.
"Leave me out of it completely," Ritu Didi snapped her fingers sharply, giving me a harsh warning look. "Just listen to what I'm telling you. If you're looking for extreme fun, the mobile number of a girl who has more than two boyfriends is sometimes found written on the walls of the men's toilet stall."
"How many times have you gone into the men's toilet, Didi, that you know this specific detail?" I couldn't help but question her source, a laugh threatening to escape.
Ritu Didi gave me a harsh look and shook her head, her mouth tightening. "If you interrupt me again, I won't tell you anything more."
"Sorry," I whispered immediately, a knot of disappointment forming in my gut at the thought of her stopping. "Did you tell any of these things to Pankaj?"
"Are you crazy?" she rolled her eyes, throwing her hand up. "How could I tell these kinds of things to my own brother, Pankaj? I'm telling you because you are *not* my brother."
"And what other places or actions can we get up to?" I prodded, pushing for more secrets, my breath held tight.
"You can have fun hidden in the garden behind the science block," Ritu Didi smiled slowly, her eyes drifting toward the ceiling as she recalled places. "And if you ever want to do something private with a girlfriend, you can use the old lab on the third floor. That lab is closed and always locked." She paused for effect, letting the information sink in. "But the key to that lab is kept behind the small window near the lab door. You can take it out easily with a small magnet."
My entire body felt hot, a sudden wave of lust and daring washing over me. My palms were suddenly slick with cold sweat, the small memory card in my pocket feeling heavier than ever. My heart hammered against my ribs, making it hard to breathe. I had to know her connection to this secret. "How many times have you gone to that lab, Didi?"
Ritu Didi glared at me, her mouth thinning into a tight line. "I told you not to interrupt me with questions about myself."
"Sorry," I repeated, genuinely penitent this time, dropping my head slightly.
She waited a beat, watching me closely, making sure I understood the threat. "This is absolutely the last time. If you interrupt me again, I will stop talking right now."
I cleared my throat nervously, trying to maintain composure. "Can I ask just one more question, Didi?"
"Yes, ask it quickly," she sighed, waving a hand, giving in.
"I've heard that in college, the Principal Sir sometimes gets involved with..." I began, trying to tread carefully around the topic.
"Yes, that happens in this college too," Ritu Didi nodded sharply, cutting me off before I could finish the delicate question.
"With whom?" I demanded, leaning forward, my heart pounding with excitement at the confirmation.
"There is a teacher in the commerce branch, Mrs. Varma," she stated flatly, her voice dry and factual. "She has a confirmed affair with Principal Sir."
"And whose other affairs are there?" I pressed, stunned by the detail she was providing, wanting all the dirt.
"The science branch teacher, Mrs. Gupta, also had an affair with her own student," Ritu Didi tapped her finger on her lip, remembering. "But that student passed and left last year."
"Is there anything else left to know, Didi?" I asked, feeling like I had just received a map to a hidden treasure, leaning back in satisfaction.
"That's all the deep secrets I know for now," she finished, a smug look on her face, crossing her arms proudly.
"You know a lot more than you let on," I shook my head slowly, impressed by her knowledge of the college's hidden life.
"I think you’re going to have full fun along with your studies, Avi," Ritu Didi winked at me, pushing off the bed.
"We'll see," I grinned, standing up, feeling the thrill of the possibilities. "But I'll definitely have full fun with all your secret tips. Now I'll leave. Tell Pankaj I'll come back to see him tomorrow."
"Bye," Ritu Didi said softly, walking me toward the door.
"Bye," I replied, exiting the room, my mind already spinning with the secrets of the key behind the window and the non-veg that college life promised.
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