Well, things here are the "Home" sure wasn't what I expected, but it sure has been fun! It has been a couple of days since I met up with Mike. Wondering what sort of thing will happen this upcoming weekend.
It is the third Friday of the month, and that means it is "social hour" at the home or as the residents call it, "happy hour". Every third Friday of the month, the Home has a get together for all the residents. There is entertainment; usually it is a singer who brings his computerized music and a guitar. Plays the "oldies" from the 50s and 60s most of the time. There is beer, wine and you can bring your own bottle of whatever if you want, mixers are available, and snacks of various kinds. Have a small space if people want to dance.
This is the first time that I am attending this "social hour", looking forward to meeting up with some of the friends I have made since moving in, and hopefully meeting new ones! I see Dave sitting at a table, with him is a lady. I came over, asked if I could join them, and was given the okay. Dave introduces me to Helen, and I take a seat. Helen is sipping on a glass of wine, while Dave & I are having a beer.
Just general conversation, Mike stops by the table says "hi" and sits at the table next to us, with a couple of other guys. Helen says she is going to the "powder room" and off she goes. Dave leans over and says, "What do you think of Helen?"
I replied, "Well she seems nice, not bad looking, and obviously she is our age!"
"Yeah" says Dave, "she can be real nice, if you know what I mean. She knows about our private little parties, and has even joined in on occasion. Sometimes, she just wants to watch, think it turns her on." Dave tells me that Helen is widowed, and has been at the Home for almost 2 years now.
"Wow that sure sounds interesting, hope she thinks that I'm okay."
Helen comes back, we are having a drink or two, and her and Dave get up and dance together. I turn to the other table where Mike is sitting. He introduces me to Gene and Max. Max, a heavy set African-American, shakes my hand, and says, "Hope we can get together sometime" and Gene tells me the same thing. I'm thinking that this could be something to look forward to!