At that moment I loathed them both for the same reason; they had ruined my life. I loathed my brother for stealing my girl and I loathed Jen for not w...iting. I loathed myself too, for making the two worst decisions of my life.Their letters arrived in mid-November, nearly four years ago. They wrote, almost word-for-word, 'it just happened.' Hell, they could have used one envelope and saved a stamp. I stayed in my dorm room for a week, brooding.I didn't come home that Thanksgiving and completely. ..”“Your address?”I gave it to her.After school I called Carol, my girlfriend. She was plain and chubby, but we got along well. We took each other’s virginity. My best friend, in the basement of another friend’s remarkably permissive parents, all of us stoned on pot and drunk on a bottle of Southern Comfort, remarked that I could do better than Carol. Except none of my friends had girlfriends at that moment. Maybe they were choosier? But I did like Carol. Maybe loved her. And her body never. I wanted her to be as unnoticed as possible today.Katrina blinked at the clothes I chose. It was the closest she ever came to questioning me.I went over to the dresser and pulled out the sexiest underwear I could find. Just because I didn’t want anyone to notice her today didn’t mean I didn’t think she was sexy. She was very sexy. She oozed sex appeal with her every move. I just wanted to mute it externally today.I checked the time. It was already a quarter past six. We didn’t have time for the. I just pinged her randomly one evening. I never thought I would get a reply from her but she did after a few days.About Meenu, she’s one hot looking female with amazing assets and a smile to die for. Her stats are 35- 29- 36. Initially, for a few days, it was just normal conversations. We started opening up to each other after two months. She had a boy friend back in the college, a Muslim fellow. Things didn’t work out between them, so she was single then. We shared an almost common interest..