The only question was what to buy."Jim and I set four requirements before we presented the idea to our wives. The plane had to be large enough to acco...modate both of our families with some allowance for expansion plus guests and their families. We wanted to be able to travel non-stop to any place in the country that we may want to do business or that we may wish to visit; however, we were amenable to a refueling stop for overseas travel, if needed. We decided it needed a bedroom area, an office. No people, though. We hadn't seen any cats, either. That seemed strange.I counted backward. It had been four days since I'd left Colorado Springs. Seven days since I'd emerged from Uncle Willard's gold mine. Eight days -- last night had been eight days -- since the night that Death had come to so many.I once again thanked Providence that it had happened at night. The nighttime coming of Death had disguised so much of the devastation. All these houses we passed -- all the apartment buildings --. It was latter that I was grateful he did so. As I laid there on the bed exhausted and spent, I could only whim-ply protest as Harry and Charlie positioned me for Harry's turn at my bung hole. I was on my back my legs up on Harry's shoulder as I felt his enormously huge head probe my anal opening. In fear, I panicked and tried to push him off. His massive weight and rigid penis held me firm as I tried to squirm away. Charlie's sperm acted as a lubricant in my stretched bung and assisted Harry in. He wondered where they hadput the old ones and hoped that they didn't get thrown out. Maybe he'dask Miss Penelope about it later. He also laughed inwardly when hethought about his shirt. Initially he saw that his shirt was missing thelast button and had a very pale stain at the bottom hem in the back. Hedistracted Candy briefly by pointing out the window at a bird andswitched the shirts and she was none the wiser. Candy was sweet, butdumb as a post.The whiteboard was set up in the room and.