I retired the very day I turned sixty-two, that was several months ago now. I’m lucky to have a few good buds from work that I frequently talk to, but I do miss the guys. Yesterday a few of us met at our favorite watering hole near the office. Seated across from us were four college-age girls, one as cute as the other. But one, a natural blonde with gorgeous long hair and big boobs, she was special. Every time I glanced h...