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.
