“So do I,” Abby sighed.Jennifer opened her apartment door ushering her guests inside. “It may not be much but its home until we can find a house...for us. I have my eye on a half of a duplex that’s for sale,” she said of the small laid out floor plan.“There is nothing wrong with your home, Jennifer,” Abby observed.Jennifer removed her coat, breasts straining against her low cut top. “I have diet pop in the fridge if you’re thirsty,” she offered.“I’m fine, thank you,” Brad said.“I know what I’d. ..mind do you?" Silly boy, why would I mind, we all gotta go when we gotta go!" she said brightly, sipping another drink. "Be my guest."Brett stood, bent over a bit, and shuffled off around her to the fence, walking behind it and stopping in his tracks when he saw the glistening grass, fresh with the sexy GILF's piss. His cock was in full bloom now as he walked to it, looking behind and around him, before he knelt and bent his face to it. The pungent piss smell was sharp and clear, and his dick. We stopped by the table my friends sat at and they wished me well, obviously envying me. Keiko.s Friend Aikiko was just as pretty as Keiko and in western clothing, a navy evening gown that showed off her small breasts to full advantage. Both spoke excellent English and unlike some did not chat to each other in their native Japanese for my benefit. We made small talk for a while before a tall Canadian approached the table, was introduced as simply Ken and Aikiko left the bar with him shortly. His vessel suffered great damage in a far away solar system, killing all those that he knew, and stranding him far beyond any chance at rescue. Left with no hope of returning home, and no one to share in his voyage, he made the decision to replicate himself. His ship would be crewed by his own clones, and in time they would carry themselves to every corner of space.Now numerous and dispersed beyond measure, this human (or humans) could now never die a simple death by accident. Yet, they had.