58. A 58. Katie couldn't believe she'd failed the exam. "I studied so hard for it," she thought. Katie felt so defeated: a bad break up with her long time boyfriend, a one night stand that left her feeling used and degraded, and now her grades were falling. Katie became lost in her own depression. Not noticing that class had ended, she began to silently weep.
Marie had noticed the misty-eyed look on Katie's face all during class. As she gathered up her belongings after class, she noticed the Katie had not moved. Sensing an opportunity she approached her and asked, "Is everything ok?"
Katie seemed not to hear her, so Marie leaned in and repeated the question. Katie looked up at her with teary eyes saying, "It's just . . . I . . . I don't know. Nothing's going right for me." More tears welled up in her eyes.
Marie said, "Let's get out of here," gazing around the empty classroom, "you need to a friend to talk to. My apartment is nearby. We can talk."
Katie didn't respond, so Marie took charge. "I'll consider it set then," she said.
Marie gathered up Katie's books and led her out into the parking lot. The two students were a study in contrasts. 21 year old Katie was a tall, pretty blonde with ample breasts, a cute ass, and long legs. Severe-looking Marie was a 49-year-old divorcee. Her close-cropped her was gray and she was what is politely called big-boned.
The two women got in Marie's car and drove a couple of miles to her apartment. Katie just stared out the window and sobbed silently. Once there, she followed Marie inside. Katie sat on the couch while Marie got her a drink. Marie handed her the drink and sat opposite her. For a while the two women said nothing. Marie nursed hers while Katie slammed hers down and moped in her gloomy depression. Finally, Marie said, "Tell me what's wrong. It can help to talk about it. I'm your friend."
That did it. Katie just started balling her eyes out and poured out her soul. She told Marie everything that was wrong. She listened attentively and clucked appreciatively whenever some male had done Katie wrong. Several times Marie refilled Katie's glass.
Katie realized that she was doing all the talking and had been taking advantage of her friend. So, she began to stand up and said, "I should really go. You don't want to hear about all my problems."
"Nonsense," Marie replied. "I'm your friend."
"No. No, I . . ." Katie said.
Suddenly, Katie was very dizzy. Marie grabbed a hold of her and asked, "Are you ok?"
Katie was seeing spots and she suddenly blacked out. When Katie awoke several hours later she was lying nude in Marie's bed. Her head hurt and she had to pee. "I wonder how I got here?" she thought. It slowly all came back to her and she realized that Marie was a true friend. She had listened to her, helped her when she needed a real friend, and wanted nothing in return. Katie felt much less depressed.
Katie had to go to the bathroom really badly so she crawled out from under the sheets and began to make her way to the bathroom. Marie's voice called out, "Katie, are you awake?"
Katie heard Marie's footsteps so she wrapped the comforter around her to cover her nakedness. Marie entered the bedroom and said, "So, you are awake. Feeling better?"
Katie replied, "A little. But, I have a headache. Thanks for listening to me. I hope I wasn't a bother, but I really need to use the toilet."
Marie laughed, "Go ahead. I want you to stay here until you feel a lot better. I can sleep on the couch and I won't take no for answer."
"Thank you, Marie," Katie said. "I really appreciate your friendship."
After she was done in the bathroom, Katie crawled back under the covers. She heard Marie moving about inside the walk-in closet. Marie exited the closet wearing a sheer nighty. Her heavy breasts rested on her large gut. Katie could clearly see the outline of Marie's wild bush.
Katie was suddenly nervous about the whole situation. But, Marie appeased her by saying, "I hope you don't mind, but since it's just us girls."