It was inevitable that I’d be sixty-five one day, but some part of me thought it would never happen to ME. It was nice and friendly anyway, and she laughed happily as she raced me and practised her tumble-turns. Old age had crept up on me. I learned to lay bricks, do the tiling, plumbing and electrics. I was just trying to work out how aware she was of her breasts and the effect they were having on me, when Paul and Amanda came and joined us, as the party started to wind down. Slender, with long dark hair falling down and half hiding her face, though from what I could see she looked pretty. The girls all looked rather underage, though not pre-pubescent. And a pool builder’s sign I think we saw.” The pool company had taken the opportunity to advertise themselves with a sign on the verge at the end of my drive.
