I watched Dawn and another woman from across the bar. It was more years than I cared to count since I last saw her. Dawn was my older brother's girlfriend back in high school. She was also the cause of my first wet dream.
Dawn was at least 5'10, pale blond and had the look of a woman any Viking would have been proud to come home to after a long season of raiding. She was a big woman, but not fat. Her shoulders were wide and her chest just as large as I remembered. I guessed a D cup, maybe even a double D.
My brother used to call her his Amazon Queen, but I never agreed with him. I always pictured an Amazon as muscular and dangerous. Dawn wasn't either of those things. She had soft curves and was one of the warmest and funniest people I'd ever met. I was just a kid when she was in high school, but she always treated me well and never talked down to me.
I thought about making my way over and saying hello, but hesitated because her friend seemed intent of fending off anyone who tried to come near. That was a lot of guys considering both of them were so well endowed. I glanced at the other woman once more and shook my head.
She and Dawn were complete opposites with the exception of their breast size. Dawn was tall and her friend was 5'3, 5'4 at most. Dawn's hair was blond and her friend's was so dark that it almost looked black.
Dawn's ancestors were obviously Norwegian and this other woman's were anything but. If I were forced to guess then I would say one of the Mediterranean countries, perhaps even more than one. It was difficult to tell how large her breasts were from where I sat. She was much smaller than Dawn in stature, but her breasts looked just as large on her small frame. I guessed they were most likely a C or D cup.
I noticed that Dawn ignored the guys while her friend chased them away. I was surprised to find Dawn looking sad. She'd always seemed such a happy person. I decided to brave her friend and see how Dawn was doing. I walked over with a smile and wasn't surprised to see that Dawn didn't recognize me. The brunette sighed.
"Look, we just want to be left alone tonight," she snapped. She was obviously growing tired of the unwanted attention.
"Yikes, boy is it chilly on this side of the bar," I said with a smile, watching Dawn. She didn't even look up. My words did nothing to defrost her friend.
"You're still here," the brunette said nastily. I looked at her up close for the first time and realized she would actually be the prettier of the two if she stopped sneering. Of course, that was no reason for her to be rude.
"And you're only keeping me here longer. If you'd be quite for a moment, I can say hello to Dawn and be on my way," I said, still forcing a smile. Dawn looked up at her name.
"Do we know each other?" she asked in confusion.
"We did when you were in high school."
"I'd remember you if you'd gone to my school," she said, still frowning.
"I'm hurt. I worshipped you and you don't even remember me. I guess the chocolate and vanilla double dipped cone we shared meant nothing to you." The brunette looked just about to say something again, but I could tell that Dawn was starting to place me.
"Shush," I said to the brunette, holding up my hand. She looked shocked and turned red.
"Johnny?" Dawn said. It sounded as if she didn't believe her own guess.
"You got it," I replied with a grin. Dawn smiled for the first time since I saw her sitting at the bar. She quickly stood and pulled me into a hug. She smelled just like a remembered.
"You actually know this guy?" the brunette asked in surprised.
"Yes, Anne. He's my first boyfriend's younger brother."
"How have you been? Why don't you pull up a chair so we can talk," Dawn added. I nodded toward Anne . "Only if you call off your watch dog."
"Hey!" Anne said, but Dawn laughed.
"Johnny, this is my over protective cousin Anne," Dawn said.
"You've got to be kidding," I said.
"What, you can't see the family resemblance?" Dawn asked, looking from her own chest to Anne's and then back to me. I burst out laughing and pulled up a chair.
"Dawn!" Anne snapped in surprise.
"Oh, relax Anne. I talked Johnny through his first real girlfriend," Dawn laughed. "Donna Delanno," I said with a sigh.
"What ever happened between you two," Dawn asked. I sighed again.
"I took you're advice and got her good and drunk..." I began. Anne looked shocked while Dawn laughed and hit my arm.
"Ouch! Alright, so we didn't get drunk."
"That's good, considering you were twelve at the time," Dawn interjected. "So what really happened?"
"You said to take my time and get to know her and that's just what I did," I replied.
"And..." Anne prompted.
"And, things were going fine until her father caught us kissing one night on the front porch," I replied sheepishly. Dawn laughed. Even Anne cracked a smile.
"You always were such a pervert!" Dawn said.
"Hey, it's not my fault. It runs in the family!" I cried defensively.
"Don't I know it," Dawn laughed.
"Jesus! Dawn, what's gotten into you?" Anne asked in amazement. Dawn shrugged, still laughing.
"Relax Anne, she's just comfortable with me. I used to be her and my brother's look out when they were having fun on the couch," I said.
"We paid you for it," Dawn added with a grin.
"I would have done it for free," I replied . "That's because you were a pervert then too. You used to peek."
"Peek? I used to stare. I learned a lot from you two!"
"You probably did," Dawn laughed. Anne looked shocked again.
"Oh relax, my brother didn't make it much further than I did with Donna," I sighed, then paused before adding, "At least, not when they were using me as a lookout." Dawn blushed.
"We went a little further when you weren't around," Dawn began, but then added, "but not that much further."
"Spoil sport!" I snapped in mock anger. We laughed. We chatted for a few more minutes before I asked her about Tom, the guy she married. I regretted it the moment the question came out of my mouth. Dawn stopped smiling.
"That jerk is history!" Anne snapped.
"Hey, we don't have to talk about Tom. I'm sorry I brought him up," I replied. Dawn sighed.
"No, it's okay. I thought Tom and I were doing okay. Everything seemed fine to me, but obviously I was in my own little world because I found him in bed with his secretary. Christ, how stereotypical! I was such a fool," she said, berating herself. Her eyes started to well up.
"This happened recently?" I asked.
"Actually, no. It was over a year ago. I divorced him and the paper work came through today."
"Oh, so this is a party to celebrate you're getting free of such a louse."
"Yeah, sort of," she said with a small, sad smile.
"Okay, in that case let's talk about the night I watched as my brother lifted your sweater high enough for me to see you chest," I said, changing the subject and trying to get Dawn to laugh again.
"You have a one track mind," Anne said with a grin. I just shrugged.
"You never saw my chest!" Dawn added, sounding confident.
"Yes, I did! It was the night Creaton beat us in football."
"Liar!" Dawn cried.
"It's true! If it weren't, would I know about the small mole under you're left breast?" I asked. Dawn's mouth fell open for a moment before she grinned.
"Good try! But I don't have a mole under my left breast," she said smugly.
"You mean to tell me that stupid brother of mine told me the wrong breast! All those adolescent fantasies ruined!" I cried.
"What fantasies?" Anne asked with a knowing smile.
"Are you kidding? I was a twelve-year-old boy and Dawn was, and still is a goddess. Of course, I had fantasies! Me and probably every male in her high school." Dawn blushed. Anne grinned at her cousin's discomfort.
"I'm sure you caused quite a bit of fantasies back then too. I wish I'd known you," I added. This time Anne blushed and Dawn grinned.
"I'll be right back. I've got to powder my nose," Dawn said as she stood and left. Anne and I sat quietly for a moment.
"Look, I'm not normally this perverted," I began.
"Sure you are," Anne replied with a smile. I rolled my eyes.
"Okay, so I probably am. However, I wouldn't be so verbal about it, but Dawn seems so sad and..." I added. Anne broke in.
"I understand. This is the first time I've seen her smile in quite a while. I'm not offended," she said, and then shook her head and added, "Well, at least not that much." We both laughed. Dawn came back a few moments later.
"So what have you been talking about while I'm gone," Dawn asked. Anne hesitated and I jumped in.
"I tried to get rid of her so that we could be alone, but she wouldn't go!"