I had met Kate three weeks ago at our bowling league. She was a lovely brunette in her mid-forties who was neglected by her sports-addicted husband. I...��m sixty-four, but two years ago I let my hair go completely white. I soon learned women in their late forties and early fifties just loved this look. When we first met Kate just loved my white hair and called me her “silver haired devil”. Soon enough, soon I was bedding down this lovely women every Sunday afternoon while her over-weight husband. It didn't appear he'd used any more nails than he had too, as the small barrel was still nearly full.Mary assisted as much as she could with Lou's repair job. She helped lift boards back into place, handed him nails, and made sure he rested at regular intervals. He was pushing himself hard, considering he'd been near death itself when he first appeared out of nowhere. She couldn't help but notice that Lou seemed much happier with something to do. Sometimes he whistled as he worked. At other. .." Holly said catching herself after that and blushing, "I... I mean, well, I planned this out so much how could I be at a loss for words, wrong thing to say, I'm sorry, it's just... a few weeks ago I walked in on your showering and you didn't notice, and I felt something, I was attracted to you... and now seeing, you like that, it makes me want to be with you as more than a friend, even just once." Holly said tearing up. I climbed on the couch and held her as she cried softly."There there. Jim had finished up his sandwich and turned on the television. I looked at Sonia and she proffered another very pronounced wink, as she took up a seat on the couch. I sat down in a chair opposite of Sonia and smiled. She headnodded back at me and proffered a second wink. Meanwhile, Jim was focused solely on the baseball game on the television. Sonia rolled her eyes.I chuckled out loud. The three of us settled into watching the game. At the seventh inning stretch, I politely excused myself..