The room itself was lovely but I failed to take any real details in as sitting on the bed was not one, not two, three or four but five suited young me... - all of them looked to be around Jon's age and had the same muscular physique he did (I found out later they were on his football team). My jaw hit the floor. They were there for little old me and for my pleasure alone.Well, I didn't know what to do first, or who to do first. I walked over and sat on the bed and made my acquaintances with them. Not even a nanorejuve could help with the way she thinks. "Heinlein picked the wrong decade; this is going to be the real 'Year of the Jackpot' if Project Lucifer doesn't work out." Pooh!" She ruffled what was left of my hair. Somehow, the nanorooters hadn't done much for me in that respect. Not yet, anyway. Oh, well. Maybe next year's model would do the job. Give them time. Time! That nasty word again."Admit it, Jared. You're just a natural worrier," she continued. "The world has never..." . She was biting her lip to keep from screaming as he stretched her wide and made her body twitch with delight. His hips were slamming against her as he sank between her wet folds, he groaned as her hot, wet pussy gripped onto his hard meat. She felt his hand caressing a cheek of her arse before it came crashing down to spank her firm flesh. Darla let out a yelp as a mixture of pain and pleasure shot through her like a spark. ‘’Mmmmmmm yes!’’ She moaned ‘’Spank me harder…SPANK MY ARSE!!’’ His. There is also the matter of the important tools and weapons we have in storage inside the cave. I can’t see that resource being moved with any ease at all.My view is that talking should start, and exploration be made of what might be the good and bad aspects of any move. That should include scouting the more distant surrounding lands to estimate resources available, and to make sure the land we like is not already taken.”She seemed to have finished, but went on, “We should also take note of.