If you read our stories you’ll have read what happened to her. As I left her in the bar with a drink I noticed the coach driver getting a drink, I w...nked at her and made my way to a smoking area outside. In the smoking area was a mature lady she was wearing a blue blouse and skirt, we got chatting about the usual rubbish and she told me she was Brenda, 69, widowed a few years ago, she came on breaks away with her friend, Lillian, who’d gone for a walk. As we talked I saw she had a bit of chub. I hung out with Larry, I did my chores and I biked. I had a date with Bethany for dinner that went just like the previous one. We held hands after the meal, and she wasn’t shaking as badly. A good sign.On Friday, I talked to Joyce and we arranged to have dinner in a couple of weeks. As usual, she would drive to my house. We’d go to dinner and figure out what we wanted to do from there. It was totally casual.Bethany called me on Friday and invited me to dinner on June 6th. I told her I’d love to. After six years of married life we were tired of renting and we could finally afford to buy a house. We had also talked about starting a family.The house we moved into, as almost all older houses, had some problems. It was a house in an area that was recovering and being gentrified. It is huge. It has 6 bedrooms, 4 baths, living room, dining room, parlor, and country kitchen. 10 foot ceilings on the first floor and 9 foot on the second floor. The main upgrade needed was new energy-efficient. He was average height for his age, slender, with a handsome face and short thick brown hair. The only things he had on his chest were two tiny hard nipples. They seemed to be always hard and pointed. He could not explain it! His belly was flat with just a tiny hint of a six-pack. He had almost no body fat at all. Well, except for the modest amount in his butt cheeks. He turned sideways and wished his rounded ass would just disappear. He hoped that his new coach would overlook his.