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this is how you should be when Shekhar enters."
    I gulped in shallow, rapid breaths and stayed in the position until Manu spoke again.  Then, he took me through several other possible positions, ending with one where I lay on a cushion in front of the door with my knees bent, my thighs spread far, and my hands cupping my full breasts.  When he told me that was the last one, I began to cry.
    Manu's face fell.  "Oh Gita, please, do not cry!  I know it's all terribly confusing to you, but you have to believe me, you will understand in time!  And you will be happy behind your wildest imaginings."  Shadows crossed Manu's dark eyes.  "It's all I've ever wanted for you."
    Manu produced a tissue from his breast pocket and offered it to me.  What I really desired was a blanket to cover my naked body.
    "I'm going to show you one more thin g today, Gita, to help you begin to understand the beauty of things you will feel and learn here.  To give you a tiny taste, of treasures you never knew existed.  You trust me, do you not?"
    I nodded tearfully.  "Yes, Manu.  I trust you."
    Manu moved and took a seat between my spread legs, being careful not to brush his body against mine.  "I am going to touch you now, Gita.  Just relax.  Be patient.  Allow yourself to become lost in the sensation." 
    My heart quickened once more, but I nodded.  Manu extended one finger and delicately placed it between my legs.  He applied a whisper of pressure to a part of me that I'd never known existed and instantly, my midsection seemed to melt in a flood of warmth.  "Ooooh," I whispered, my eyes growing wide.
    Manu smiled his friendly smile.  "It feels good?"
    I nodded shyly as Manu stared into my eyes without ceasing the gently swirl of his finger.  "This part of you is called a clit," Manu said matter of factly.  "It is OK if you make noise.  Shekhar will touch you here sometimes, and he will enjoy the sounds of your pleasure."
    I moved my hips slightly as Manu intensified the pressure on my clit.  He moved his finger in a fast, perfect rhythmic circle over this part of me that tingled and grew hot.  I was breathing heavily and my eyes fell closed as my head spun with the powerful sensation that was building in my mid-section.  This was unlike anything I'd ever felt before in my life.   When my eyes popped open for a moment, I saw that Manu was looking away from me, and still no part of him touched any part of me other than his one finger.  I closed my eyes once more and resolutely decided to do what he'd instructed; lose myself I did.
    In only seconds, my hips bucked suddenly as I thought I was going to lose control of my bladder.  But something else happened instead, something that sent me over an invisible edge and before I could pull it back, a fractured scream escaped me and I fell back heavily into the cushion.  A thin sheen of sweat coated my entire quaking body, and my thighs shook uncontrollably like butterfly wings.  Manu pulled away from me instantly and stood up, the picture of composure.  I was embarrassed about my outcry.
    "Don't worry, it's normal to cry out, Gita," Manu said as though reading my mind.  "You are free to express your feelings however you must in those moments.  What you've just experienced is called an orgasm.  This is the only orgasm you will ever experience again without Shekhar.  But don't worry, he will give you many, and in a thousand different incredible ways."
    ***
    I was overjoyed when Manu joined me for lunch after the training session.  I caught the glances and small smiles from some of the other women, and my cheeks once again blazed as I suspected they knew what had just happened to me.  As we sat together eating, we discussed old times and caught up.
    "Manu," I said.  "I have a question."
    "Yes, Gita?"
    "Well, on my first day, Padma told me men never ever come into the harem.  Not even Shekhar himself.  So then, why are you here?"
    Sadness darkened Manu's sweet face for just a