Unable to afford a hotel room in any of the 6 hotels hosting the convention in the 2 square blocks of downtown Atlanta taken over by 50,000 nerds ever... year. They had to resort to getting a cheap motel room within walking distance of a Marta station, and a weekend subway pass. The major advantage being avoiding the several hundred dollar a night inflated cost for a room. The major disadvantage was the hour round trip to change costumes or freshen up. Grace and her friend Becky had become. It was run by my health insurance, some sort of co-opt or something. I didn't really understand how it worked. My insurance ran it. It had a bunch of doctor's office grouped in one place together along with a pharmacy, labs, and all that stuff. And even better, it had kiosks on which to check yourself in.I took a deep breath as an older woman walked out the automatic glass doors. The lobby looked fairly clear. This was my chance to get in there, check in, then find a place to lurk so I didn't. "Yeah, I like younger dudes." I said with a sarcastic smile.That's when Jason rolls up on his skateboard behind this guy. He looks a hot as ever in his ragged jeans and worn out t-shirt. My heart skips a beat and my body tingles with the thought of what I want to do to him. He leans into my window and gives me that big smile of his."How's it going Wendy? You looking for some fun today?" I'm looking for you and I'm always up for fun, but with all these younger k**s here looks like we're out of. It was in his mind. As panic started to take control of Jon’s thoughts, Bob spoke softly convincing him that he was not crazy. Then Bob explained who and what he and Sharna were.During the remainder of the day and late into the night, Bob and Sharna talked with Jon about the genetic experiment, about the danger of the approaching meteoroid shower, and what Jon could do to help Bob and Sharna save humanity from the virus carried by the meteoroids.After extensive talks and consideration, Jon.