He got off there and then walked down South Broad Street to Pine, turned left and then went the remaining block and a half to the bar and went inside....The Pine Room, as it was known by many of its customers, was not the classiest place in town, but the prices were not outrageous, and one could have a good time there with a clientele that in the evening normally ranged in age from the mid twenties to early thirties. He walked in, looked around, and found a place to sit at the bar next to a very. We both liked hill walking and exploring the countryside and soon started spending weekends together pursuing these interests. A bonus was that our friendship brought the families together. Our mums became good friends, as did Sally and my sister Jane.James and I were not your typical raucous boys, but we were competitive. We liked to best each other in fitness, exams, and general knowledge. Hence, we often set each other challenges and dares. These were nothing too serious or dangerous but. The scene is as follows, two mates sitting back and enjoying a few drinks, Paul, the redhead who worked out at least twice a week and was partial to taking selfies of him in the local gym, without a top. His body is hairy and his muscles are defined and Jake, his brown hair is shoulder length, he enjoys cycling and swimming, he's shyer than Paul and less willing to take risks. Both men are around 6ft tall, Paul being slightly taller.Sitting on the sofa together, drinking their cold beers and. Now I have full D cup breasts, a toned figure and long curly blonde hair. Once I got settled into the pool, Jordan came over and handed me my glass of wine. I smiled and said thank you and went back to ignoring him like I usually do. About an hour went by and tiredness came over us. My sister climbed out of the pool, Mike my brother in law greeted her with a towel and they wandered upstairs to their room and said goodnight. It was just Jordan and I now, to sit and listen to the silence that was.