The train stopped and I got off but did not walk straight towards her – I needed to psych myself up and break the nervous barrier between us. I was ...ready so I walked towards this figure of beauty and said “hi”. The look of boredom vanished on her face and was replaced with nervous smiles and the return “hello, nice train ride?” God bless her, she was more beautiful in real life, those eyes piercing my very soul, those boobs straining against the material and the coat clinging to her body. I was. “Christyyy.”“Fine. Just face the wall. I might actually need help with one of these.” Phew. Just in time. Wait. Did she say help? Christy hadn’t started to take off the red one from before, so I had time to look around. That’s when I noticed a microscopic black stringy one that made my dick jump about a foot. So THAT’S what she needed help with. Try not to think about it, I told myself, as I turned around to face the wall. The dressing room was quite spacious, about 10 by 10, with a bench on. Later we saw the blond with a tall handsome guy that had to be her twin brother. They were near identical twins.Lacy told Glen to get a date with her she was going after her brother.Lacy and Glen left us and joined the two at a park bench in the shade.In a short while they brought them over to introduce them to us.Glen said he and Lacy had invited Reba ( Short for Rebecca ) and her brother Ray ( Short for Ramond ) to come out to the lake and spend the day. He would bring them out for breakfast. They were considerate of my space; they didn't wander around in flimsy nighties or come out of the shower in only a towel. No loud music, or coming in drunk. I got used to having them around. We cooked for each other most evenings and, if they weren't going out, sat and watched T/V in the lounge.At least, they watched T/V. I've never seen much point in X-Factor, Strictly Come Dancing and so on. But the lounge was the only room apart from the kitchen I kept really warm thanks to a wood-stove..