It’s pathetic. God, is everything about her always so pathetic?I get down on my knees and lift her chin, looking her in the eye. “Hey, listen,” ... say. She has such pretty eyes. I lean in and kiss her forehead. “I’m here, okay?” I kiss her forehead again and bring her to my chest. “I’m here, but I’m not her. Okay? I’m not her.” I feel her nod against my chest. I expect her to cry, but no sound comes. I pull her head back and look her in the eyes.“You alright?” I ask.She nods.“Don’t try to make. She was in her mid thirty and was wearing a loose white T shirt concealing huge tits that she was not wearing a bra was obvious from her protruding nipples and the way her breasts were moving freely. She was not exactly slim but had taken care not to turn flabby.She was wearing a black skirt that was riding high on her knees and exposing milk white thighs her shoulder length blonde hair was silky and had a smooth texture and fragrance. I don’t know if you would understand my life is in shambles. But that was after being redshirted the rest of my junior year and part of my senior year. Since I still had one year left of my eligibility I was back to playing baseball for my fifth year as a senior.I had not been lax with my studies either. I was able to get a Bachelor's in business management with an Associate's in computer drafting and with my five and a half years at University I came home with a MBA as well. I made good use of the scholarship and then paid separately for the summer. The flat was 1bhk apartment with all amenities built in so that we dint have to go out for anything. Shruthi got angry when she found out that I had booked a single bed room flat which meant that we had to sleep together or they had to send me out in the hall to sleep. This was part of the plan !!After she shouted at me for few minutes she went in to change and get freshened up. I grabbed Rekha who was standing in the balcony from behind and kissed her neck. I told in her ears- “This is where.