I’m a 72 year old retired widower now living in a retirement village and having the time of my life with friends (especially with some of the women). What goes on is not what you would expect your grandfather or grandmother to get up to. Here are [previous stories](https://www.reddit.com/user/rayvoit/posts/) if you want, but they aren’t really necessary to read.
There is a pool at the retirement village but it is small and used mostly by residents with various ailments and mobility problems. Those of us in the ‘Supper Club’ prefer to go to the local public pool in the morning about once a week to swim a few laps in some attempt to keep a little fit. Some days we have four of us go, other days it may only be two. This week it was only two of us, Glenda (early 70s) and me.
We usually get there around 9:00am and leave by 11:00am. Some of the time is spent swimming and the remainder soaking it up in the spa chatting.