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Author: cmsix
Title: NanoVirus
Part: 002
Universe: Nanoverse
Summary: Earth is being purged by the aliens that created life there.
Keywords: NanoVirus
Language: English and North East Texan
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first appeared.

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   Chapter 2

   We were snuggled up spoon fashion and we just drifted off.  When I woke
up we were still spooned together and I could just see my clock.  It was
nearly eight am.  I had a full-fledged hard on and it was wedged between
her legs just below her ass.  I had one arm pinned under her head and the
other one over her.  I explored with my free hand and found a titty.  I
gave it a little squeeze and rubbed my palm over the nipple.  I pushed with
my hips and I had just enough room to be able to move my dick for about a
two-inch stroke, so I started.  I could feel my dick head rubbing slightly
against her labia.  I worried the nipple I was working on until it was at
attention then I reached under my dick and held it tighter to her pussy as
I continued my short strokes.  Soon I could feel her wetness beginning.  I
was being careful not to wake her but I guess the arousal roused her.

   "Ummmm!  Morning Jack"

   "Good Morning Karen." I answered.

   "I need to visit the little girls room." Karen announced.

   "Do you have to go right now?" I asked.

   "Yes but I'll be back shortly."

   She rose up giving me a look at her beautiful tits again then she
lowered her head and sucked about half my cock into her mouth for a sexy
hello.  Then she grabbed her overnight bag on the way to the bathroom and
was gone for about fifteen minutes.  I went out to the hall bathroom and
brushed my teeth and pissed.  I was back in bed before she returned.

   She came back to bed and wrapped herself around me.  We shared a long
good morning kiss.

   "Where were we when we left off last night?" She teased.

   "You said something about an ass fucking." I reminded her.

   We tongue fought a little more.  Her mouth tasted like cinnamon this
morning.  Soon I left her lips and kissed and nibbled my way down to her
breasts.  I sucked a nipple into my mouth.  It was the strangest thing but
I tasted a strawberry flavor as soon as I had my mouth on it.  I sucked on
it and teased it with my tongue.  When I moved to the other one I tasted
strawberry again.  I kept my attention on the nipple but I wondered what
was going on.  Finally I realized she must have put some kind of flavoring
on her nipples while she was in the bathroom.

   She was wiggling and squirming a little as I kissed down toward her
navel for a lick or two.  I worked my way down to her auburn bushed pussy
and as I took my first lick of it this morning I tasted lemonade.  This
girl had a sense of humor.  It was actually nice and I tried to show her
that I appreciated the thought, as I put her legs over my shoulders and
gave my full attention to her love lips and clit.  Her little moans and
groans became more urgent, and when I sucked forcefully on her clitty,
licking it rapidly, and pushed a finger into her for a few strokes; she
climaxed and mashed my head between her strong lovely thighs.

   I let her have a minute to get her breath back then licked down through
her pussy and down to her asshole, where I got a big surprise.  I nearly
laughed out loud but held it back by the hardest.  Her asshole tasted like
chocolate.  She was back with it now wriggling and bucking so I let her up.
She got to her knees and handed me a large tube of something.  I hadn't
seen her holding it and I guess I looked at it stupidly.

   "It's lube Jack.  It will work better if you give my pussy a few strokes
first."

   Who was I to argue?  I got behind her and placed my cockhead at her
entrance and pushed into that glorious pussy.  She began squeezing it
around me right away and as I remembered the fuck from last night I asked
her if she wouldn't rather just have a good slow dog fuck and save the back
door for later.

   "You've already had your pussy ride Jack.  You have to punch your ticket
for the ass fuck first.  If we have the strength for it before I have to go
to work I'll just lay back, let you climb on, and I'll give you a slow
sweet housewife fuck." She promised.

   "What's a housewife fuck?" I had to know.

   "That's where I just lay there and let you shove it in and poke on me
until your heart's content.  You just shoot your wad and collapse on me all
out of breath, whether I cum or not.  Just like real a marriage.  While
you're laying on me all winded; I hug you and caress your back and tell you
that I love you.  I tell you I'm so proud you're my man and how good it was
for me and all that shit most housewives have to tell their husbands. 
You'll like it I'm sure.  Now lets get back to that assfucking."

   I reluctantly pulled it out of wonderpussy and lubed myself with the
lotion from the tube.  I spread some around her pucker and when I put the
tube to her asshole to push some inside, she told me not to bother as she
had taken care of the inside while she was in the bathroom.

   I dropped the tube and guided my cockhead to her rosebud and pressed in.
I could feel her relax her sphincter.  It slid in with almost no effort but
I stopped with the head just inside for her to adjust.

   "Thanks Jack.  I'll be ready for more in just a second.  It feels much
bigger in there than I expected.  Not painful but different." She said.

   "What do you mean different than you expected?" I asked.

   "Just what you think I mean.  You're plowing new ground Jack.  I've used
dildoes to make sure I could relax when I found someone I wanted to do it
with; but that's the first dick that's ever been in there.  Now puff out
your chest and give me some more meat.  You can brag about it after you're
done."

   I pressed and it went in to the base with no trouble and no tensing up
from her.  I gave her a half dozen strokes and she was encouraging me so I
bent over her back and found a titty with one hand and tickled her clit
with the other.  She was consciously relaxing her asshole.  Her pussy,
while she was squeezing, had actually been tighter.  As she got hotter she
began tightening down on my dick and I began pounding it to her.  She was
getting closer and so was I.  When I felt she was about to flash over I
quit tickling her clit, grasped it between my thumb and a finger, and gave
it a little pinch.  That set her off and then she gave me a big pinch, with
her asshole around my dick, and that set me off.

   We collapsed with me wilting across her back and my dick still up her
ass.  I rolled off her onto my back as soon as I could move, and in just a
few seconds, I opened my eyes to see her smiling face and she kissed me.

   "Thanks Jack, it was more than I'd hoped for."

   "You are just amazing Karen; strawberry nippled, lemonade cunted,
chocolate assed Karen.  You aren't just a woman you're a genuine
experience!" I exclaimed.

   "Well you've punched your whole ticket now Jack, the housewife fuck is
the bonus prize.  Are you up to it?"

   "I'd really like to lie here and snuggle for a while and then maybe take
a shower later.  Then I'd like to cook your breakfast.  Then maybe we could
just spend a little time together before you have to go to work." I said.

   "Careful Jack, you'll have me thinking you actually want to get to know
me." She teased.

   "Will it ruin your image of me if I do?" I asked.

   "It won't ruin it, it will change it a little.  Who knows I might like
you better."

   "I'd still like to try the housewife fuck later." I admitted.

   "Oh, so you think you want to see me again?"

   "I know I want to see you again, I just don't know if you want to see me
again." I said.

   "I think I might like that."

   We eventually showered together and I got to see again just how
beautiful and well put together she was.  We dressed, I in casual clothes,
she in her work uniform.  I noticed from her nametag that she was a doctor
and I was surprised.  Chauvinistically I had assumed she was a nurse.  I
made our breakfast and after eating we sat around with coffee talking until
she had to leave.  I made sure I had her number before she left.

   After she was gone I turned on the tube and switched to CNN to see what
shape the world was in.  I was flabbergasted.  The sickness that had gone
through the prisons had been worldwide.  It was estimated that practically
all prisoners worldwide were now dead.  Still none of the guards had been
affected.  A new sickness or another wave of the same one had started at
midnight eastern time last night, and now criminals that were on the loose
were sickening and dying.  Information was sketchy so far but it seemed
like a repeat of the previous night.  They became sick and died in a few
hours.  Gang members, dope dealers, mafia men of all rank, petty thieves
and muggers.  It was even rumored that tax cheats and white-collar
criminals were included in the dying.  Some autopsies had been performed on
the first of the criminals that had died.  No real cause of death had been
found yet.  As usual, lack of information didn't stop constant reporting
and it seemed the sickness was all any news organization was dealing with.

   I really couldn't blame the news people though.  This was unprecedented
and completely mysterious.  From the way it spread and the way the
'victims' were obviously targeted, it had to have been organized by
someone. Who could do it?  No one could do it.  No organization on earth
had that kind of power.  From the reports: federal, state and local
governments had their hands full just getting the bodies buried.  All
military reserve and National Guard personnel had been activated to help
with the logistics of so many dead bodies.  That had been for the
prisoners. The new round of deaths was straining even their newly augmented
resources.  This was in the United States.  It was surely worse in other
nations.

   After a couple of hours watching I decided to call Karen at work.  She
was an emergency room doctor after all, maybe she could give me an inside
hint as to what was happening.  I hesitated at first.  Even though we'd
been very intimate we had only just met, and I was sure she must be swamped
with work.  Finally I just couldn't stand it.  She had given me her work
number and if she didn't have time to come to the phone I was sure someone
would tell me that.  I was slightly surprised that the call was answered on
the second ring and more surprised when Karen was called to the phone right
away.

   "Karen, it's Jack." I announced.

   "Hi Jack, miss me already?" She asked jokingly.

   "Yes but I called to see if you knew anything about these deaths.  I
figured you would be too busy to come to the phone but I just had to try."
I explained.

   "Actually we are almost deserted.  They caught it last night from a
little after midnight until three this morning.  People are still coming;
but if they have the new sickness, we just shuffle them onto buses that
have been brought up.  They're sent to holding areas to be buried.  It's
easy to tell if they have the sickness because a distinctive rash breaks
out on their neck.  I'm told that if any of them last over three or four
hours at the holding area they will be sent back for treatment but none
have come back.  There isn't a thing we can do for them.  Those that were
taken in last night before the new procedure went into effect didn't have
fever and weren't dehydrated, and really just didn't appear sick.  They
just felt a little bad and had the rash, and then they died.  What's funny
though is our normal patient load has dropped off to almost nothing."

   "I wonder what could be causing that?" I asked.

   "It's as if no one else is sick.  We did have a couple of car crash
victims; but even those are way down.  I guess everyone is at home watching
CNN." She explained.

   "I sure am but they don't seem to know anything.  They haven't even
mentioned the rash." I told her.

   "That's probably because the government thinks that information would
cause a panic if it got out.  I doubt it would though.  Even the ones that
come in and have figured out that they are done for aren't excited or
nervous.  When we tell them to get on the buses they just do it, and wait
patiently.  It's almost like the sickness sedates them." She ventured.

   "Most of the police think it is just grand so far.  We have a few posted
here to maintain order around the bus loading area.  They look like they
just want to lick their chops when they see a lowlife they know come in
with the rash.  They're more than happy to direct them to a bus.  I just
hope it doesn't spread to others.  So far it seems that proximity is not
dangerous." She told me.

   "It's all just so strange.  I guess I've bothered you enough at work,
take care of yourself Karen."

   "You too Jack, talk to you later."

   How odd.  Already the emergency rooms are just writing off the sick.  I
guess it made sense though.  If they didn't have any treatment for them it
didn't make sense to admit them to the hospital to have them die before
their bed got warm.  I wondered where the holding areas were then decided I
didn't want to know.  I was guessing that if people weren't afraid of being
exposed to the sickness there would be panic in the streets.  Since it was
killing criminals I guessed the chances for looting would be way down, even
if there were riots.

   I flicked from channel to channel and the only new facts coming in were
hourly announcements that the deaths had begun in a new time zone.  I just
sat around watching TV and fixed myself some dinner after sunset.  About
that time the newsmen started speculating on whether a new round of deaths
would start at midnight.  It was all just speculation and they knew it. 
They were hard pressed to fill airtime, as there were no consultants that
could be paid to flap their lips and pontificate about what it all meant.
There just weren't any experts for this.

   No new round of deaths showed up at midnight on the east coast.  By
midnight on the west coast with still nothing new I went to bed.  All I had
done all day was sit and watch the tube; but that can be tiring and I was
worn out.

   I slept until eleven am and when I woke I fixed some breakfast and had
coffee.  I showered and dressed casually and made more coffee before I went
back to the television.  Apparently, while I'd slept, every religious nut
on earth had crawled out of the woodwork.  They were claiming it was a
plague sent by God to rid the world of sinners.  They came and went on
every channel.  They explained the deaths from the viewpoint of every
different religion.  They warned that more deaths were coming to rid the
world of the unrighteous.  Well I was certainly fucked if that was the
case; but I wasn't too worried.

   I got really tired of this after a while.  I decided to just go out by
the pool and take some sun.  Later I just lay around and did nothing until
about eight pm.  I thought I'd go out to one of the nicest upscale bars and
see if anything was stirring.  I showered and dressed nicely and got in the
Vette.  I drove downtown to Alfredo's.  It was pretty high class for a
pickup bar.  That wasn't actually what the owners had intended it to be;
but it was usually lively and there were almost always a few really good
looking women who showed up unattended.  I decided to give it a try.

   It was as nearly empty as I'd ever seen it.  There weren't five people
in it now and no women at all.  I didn't even go to the bar.  I just turned
around and went back home.  Looked like pickings were going to be slim for
a while.

   When I got home I checked CNN again.  The nuts were still all over the
tube.  I turned down the volume and went to my bar.  I poured myself a
stiff drink, George Dickel and water, and sat down to wait for eleven pm,
midnight on the east coast.

   At ten pm the nuts seemed to disappear so I turned up the volume and
listened to an hour of non-religious speculation on whether anything else
was coming up.  They didn't specifically mention a new round of deaths but
it was obvious what they meant.  As usual they didn't really know shit.

   By eleven-fifteen pm they knew something and when they first announced
it I laughed.  Religious leaders were getting ill.  By eleven forty-five pm
some were already dying.  In fact some of the main ones that had been all
over the news today were the first to die.  I went to bed now that I felt I
was surely safe.  I decided I could wait until tomorrow for the details.

   I was surprised to note the next morning that I had slept very well and
I just felt good.  I showered and pulled on some jeans and a T-shirt before
going to the kitchen to make coffee, and then breakfast.  After eating I
filled my cup and went over to the tube to catch up.  Sure enough the
religious leaders had gone quickly after the 'death line' crossed them. 
Right now a last ditch effort was being made to save the Pope.  John Paul
II was currently in a 747 with his most holy entourage; they were flying to
New York hoping that after the line had passed, missing them, they would be
safe.  After crossing into the Eastern Time zone, he and the others, fell
ill and died before the plane could even land.  The pilots were the only
living people on the plane.

   It turned out that only religious leaders were subject to the sickness
on this round.  Normal congregation members didn't fall sick.  All the
leaders died though.  From the Pope to the alter boys, and from the
preachers to the Sunday school teachers, and all in between.  It was the
same for all religions.  Even the lowliest position of authority meant
death.

   This round didn't put such a strain on the ability to get the dead in
the ground.  The bulk of the first rounds had now been dealt with.  The
machinery was pretty much in place for taking care of mass numbers of dead
bodies.  The religious leaders weren't even a real strain.  There was much
wailing and bemoaning by the everyday religious person though.  Strangely
not many wanted to step forward and temp fate by assuming a leadership
position.  The few that did died within hours.

   Speculation was still the order of the day; but it wore on me and I went
to bed before time for the next round to start.  I was actually getting a
little tired of it all by now and wanted an end to it.  Well who didn't? 
It was all so strange and seemingly organized but by who?  It just didn't
fit into any order that could be rational.  There just wasn't anything that
could explain it.  I went to bed and just slept.  Strangely I had no
trouble dropping off and I slept soundly.

   I awoke, dressed, ate, coffeed and went to the TV.  There was a new
development this morning.  I could tell that the news people were off their
feed about something before the volume even came up.  I understood after a
few minutes.  Government Officials and Business Leaders had been hit. 
Exact details were still not in; but all federal, state and local officials
were affected, as in dead, as were all corporate officials.  It seemed that
if you had a title you were a goner.  There was no more President of the
United States, or Vice President.  The Senators were gone along with the
Representatives.  The state governments were in the same shape and the
county governments and the cities and towns.  All of the mid and high-level
federal and state bureaucrats were no more.  The line was difficult to
draw; but it seemed that the lower level functionaries were still living;
however, anyone in a power or planning position was dead, in government and
business.

   This was a shocker.  No matter how you felt about the bastards we needed
someone to run the country.  And who was to say this was the end.  Nothing
signaled the end of the nightly slaughter but nothing had signaled the
beginning either.  None of the military leaders had fallen, except for
countries that were led by military dictators.  Even though city
governments were mostly gone police officials were still hanging in there.
Things were much more serious now.

   We could get along nicely without the criminals, both the incarcerated
and un-incarcerated.  Many millions of people were morning the passing of
their religious leaders, but we could get along without them.  We were in
for rough sledding though with no one running the government or businesses.
The top general had been sworn in to be president.  He had died within the
hour of his advancement.  Now no one could be persuaded to take the top
spot.  Sooner or later someone would have to take charge.

   This new large quantity of dead would overwhelm even the newly assembled
task force of gravediggers; so a sort of conscription was organized by the
military and more people were pressed into service.  I stayed at home to
stay out of sight but it wasn't necessary.  The new gravediggers were drawn
from workers who were now leaderless from the deaths of the business
leaders.  Goods were still being distributed but manufacturing was being
curtailed as raw materials ran out.  These raw materials were not being
delivered any longer.

   Thinking that food might soon become a problem I decided to go and stock
up if I could.  It was simple.  The streets were not deserted but there was
no throng to the stores.  I went to my local food chain store and there
wasn't even a crowd.  I got a buggy intending to make a large haul but as I
shopped the worry seemed to fade from me.  I ended up just getting a few
items I knew I really needed.  I checked out and went home.  Strange but I
was no longer worried.

   There was no round of deaths that night.  It was almost as if it were
planned for the burial people to catch up.  The next night parts of the
normal population started dying.  No pattern could be discerned.

   News began to get ragged, no doubt because some of the workers had
passed.  Also they were probably suffering from the loss of leadership. 
Some power plants were being shut down from the reduced demand.  The nukes
were the first to be shut down.  Oil production was being slowly phased out
since demand had dropped sharply, and coal mining was also being shut down
along with steel production.

   The next few days were the same.  Every night a scattered portion of the
population seemed to be chosen randomly.  It amounted to about as many as
could be collected and buried.  News coverage dwindled until CNN was the
only thing going.  They announced that other remaining journalist had
consolidated with them and the coverage actually improved for a few days.

   I awoke one morning; I think it was about the fifth day after the normal
people had begun dying, and thought of Karen.  I hadn't thought to call her
after that first time and I wondered if she were all right.

   I called her home number and she answered at once.

   "Hello."

   "Karen it's Jack." I announced.

   "Jack I was just thinking of you.  Are you all right?"

   "I'm fine so far, and you?" I inquired.

   "Actually I feel great but I'm so worried." She admitted.

   "What about your roommates?"

   "We're all fine.  The hospital closed for the time being and we just sit
and watch the news.  We also watch the burial guys take bodies away.  Our
apartment complex has been hit pretty hard." She said.

   "Why don't you all come stay with me for a while?  Nothing is going on
around here and I'm feeling pretty lonesome by myself.  I'm afraid even CNN
might go off in a few days if it keeps up."

   "That's a pretty good idea.  We've about talked each other out and we
could use some fresh meat." She laughed at this.  It was the first laughter
I'd heard since the whole thing started.

   "I can come in my truck and carry your stuff over." I offered.

   "Let me ask Jana and Beverly to make sure they are up for it."

   She came back on and told me they all wanted to come and that they would
need an hour or two to pack.  When we hung up I thought of Nancy.  She
lived by herself and if she were still alive she was probably lonely also.
I called her.  After finding she was fine, but worried, I told her about
Karen, Jana and Beverly coming over.

   "Are you gathering your harem for the new world Jack?" She teased me.

   "I hadn't thought of it but it is a damn good idea.  Would you like to
join?" I teased back.

   "I doubt I'll get a better offer with the way the statistics are shaking
out."

   "Did I miss something?" I quizzed her.

   "If you did I can't believe it.  Haven't you paid any attention to the
statistics CNN has come up with?"

   "I guess I didn't." I admitted.

   "Many more men are dying than women.  They say at this rate there will
be as many as six women to each man.  That's assuming that the deaths will
actually stop at some time."

   "We can always hope they stop.  How long will it take you to pack?" I
asked.

   "I'm mostly packed already but packed light.  I figured I'd have to
leave here soon if I lived.  This place is almost completely deserted out
here."

   "I'll be there in about thirty minutes and you can grab anything else
you want to bring while I'm on the way.  We'll have time to unload your
stuff before I go to get the others." I told her.

   We hung up and I went out to the truck and started towards Nancy's
house. When I got there it didn't take long to get it all loaded.  When we
got back to my house we put it in the garage to deal with later.

   We headed right back out and over to Karen's apartment.  They had most
of their stuff ready when we got there.  I introduced them to each other
and Nancy helped them packing as I started carrying their things down to my
truck.  They lived on the second floor so it was a lot more work.  I had to
rest a little about every fifth trip.  We actually got it all into the back
of the truck.  They locked their apartment in case they wanted to come back
for more later.  We piled into the truck and headed back to my house.

   "Jack how would you feel about another guest?" Karen asked.

   "Nancy says I need to take care of at least six women."

   "What?"

   I explained what Nancy had told me; and they all laughed about it. 
Karen said I was going to have my work cut out for even me.  As I blushed
she told me that she knew an obstetrician from the hospital who lived
alone. She'd called her after she'd talked to me and asked her if she would
like to come also; if I approved.

   "Great by me.  If I have all these women to take care of we'll probably
need an obstetrician before long." I laughed loudly.

   The women all blushed this time and it hit me that it might just be the
truth.  When we got to my house and got their stuff into the garage Jana
and Nancy fixed us some lunch.  After we'd eaten Karen tried to call her
friend and the phones were all dead, the cell phones also.  I had called
Nancy and Karen just in time to get through it seemed.  I told Karen we
could go to her friend's house and see if she still wanted to join us.  The
others said they would start trying to arrange the stuff from the garage
into the house while we were gone.

   It was about a forty-minute drive to Janet's house and she was even more
anxious to come now with the phones out.  Janet was around thirty, she was
about five foot five with very black hair and blue eyes.  She couldn't have
weighed over one twenty.  She was built for comfort, not for speed.  She
had awesome breast and a great ass and the shorts she had on displayed a
nice pair of legs.  I began to wonder if beautiful women were completely
immune to this sickness and I just couldn't help saying it.

   Karen and Janet blushed just a little after it slipped out.  Then Janet
said she knew another doctor who was still kicking this morning and she
wondered if I would consider taking her in also.  She was a surgeon and she
had a sixteen-year-old daughter.  I told Janet that if they wanted to come
they were welcome as far as I was concerned, and I asked her if she knew of
anyone else who might want in.  She didn't.

   We loaded Janet's possessions and she gave me directions to Diane's
house, and we took off.  When we arrived, Janet and Karen went to the door
and knocked.  It opened and they went inside for a minute.  Shortly, Karen
put her head back out of the door and signaled for me to come in.  Diane
was dressed in a T-shirt and short shorts.  Like the others she was
beautiful.  She had light blonde hair and gray eyes.  She was about five
foot eight and her legs seemed to go on forever.  They were great every
inch of the trip.  She had large breasts and they wiggled and jiggled with
every movement.  She was obviously braless and her nipples were apparent
under the T-shirt.  She called her daughter, Jenna, out to meet us.  She
explained to Jenna what she was considering and Jenna quickly told her that
of course they had to do it, since they couldn't just stay out here alone.

   Soon we were packing and loading their belongings.  I was having real
boner trouble now and I'm sure it was apparent to all of them.  They kept
stealing glances at it.  I could see one or another of them grin every now
and then.  Even Jenna, who really seemed to take the most interest, kept
stealing peeks.  She was just a younger copy of her mother and she looked
equally as good.  She was younger and slightly smaller.  We finished the
loading and I asked Diane if she knew anyone else who was alone.  Karen
laughed and offered that I was about to let my eyes overload my pecker. 
Then they all laughed, even Jenna, as I blushed.

   "That's not it.  I just don't want to leave any of your friends alone if
I can help it." I said in my defense.

   Diane said she couldn't think of anyone else she knew that was still
alive.  Karen said they would all try to think about it when we got to my
place and that I probably needed to get some rest since I'd done all the
hard work all day.  I was thinking on the way back that I was glad all the
bedrooms in my house were large and that they all had kinged sized beds. 
This had gotten to be quite a crowd.

   When we got to my house we unloaded into the garage once again.  The
others had made a large dent in moving in.  We went in to see how the rest
were going to divide the bedrooms.

   Jana and Beverly had wanted to stay together so they only took up one
room.  Karen surprised me when she asked Nancy if she could stay with her.
I gave her a look but kept my mouth shut.  Surprisingly she kept hers shut
also.  Janet took a room to herself and Diane and Jenna took another.  This
left one room vacant and me by myself in my bedroom; but I still didn't
comment.

   Nancy and Beverly cooked up some supper and we all just laughed and
joked while eating.  I drank a beer and the women all had wine except
Jenna. They served her a coke.  She was quiet for about half a minute then
she rebelled.

   "I think I should be able to have wine too.  It's not like I'm going to
get drunk and some man is going to take advantage of me.  Even if I could
get Jack's attention I'd have to fight off the six of you to get him
alone."

   All the women just laughed out loud while I blushed.  Karen got up and
poured Jenna a glass of wine.  When she gave it to her she bent over and
whispered something in Jenna's ear.  Jenna looked around at me and grinned
like a sixteen year old with a secret.  Then she blushed a little herself.
I didn't know what was going on but I knew something was.

   We cleaned up the kitchen after we'd finished and then we all went in
and turned on the tube.  CNN was still hanging in there but it was getting
pretty ragged again.  They did their best to come up with some statistics,
and we were surprised to learn that the United States' population was
thought to be down under thirty million.  When they went over the estimated
male to female ratio they said it looked like between four and seven to
one. They said that some of the military had started dying last night.  I
was awed that over one hundred and ninety million people had died in the US
alone.  If it were like that all around the world the toll in China and
India would be staggering.  They said later that the amount of shrinkage
was pretty nearly proportional all over the world.

   We were all pretty tired so we broke up shortly and went to bed.  It
seemed strange to me to get in bed alone with six beautiful women and one
beautiful girl sleeping in my house.  That harem talk had been baloney. 
Pure baloney.

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