They met her and treated her with the courtesy one would have expected -- in the Old World. The New World may be a vastly different place, but, so far...at least, the old amenities were being observed.Uncle Harry, it turned out, was 78 years old, and somewhat frail. Evidently whatever had killed off the vast majority of mankind hadn't always discriminated in favor of youth and vigor.Ingmar explained that while they had been able to hear my nightly broadcasts during their trip south, they had been. Obviously unable to decide what to wear, she passes in varied stages of undress and I enjoy her monumental body. At almost 180 pounds (13 st) and aged 30, she truly is a wonder to observe. In the end she comes through.“How do I look?”“Stunning,” I reply.“Well yes, I know you’re going to say that, but…”She has chosen a very light, red, yellow and white flowery summer dress which goes down below her knees and is maybe a bit tight. Still wet from the shower, the cloth sticks to her in parts and is. I could tell she had tried to make herself a bit more presentable, but she was still a wreck. ‘What happened to you? You look like…well, you look like you were tumble dried last night.’ ‘Gee thanks! Remind me not to invite you to visit me in the hospital if I am ever there!’ she retorted. ‘I will have you know that I was the object of a man’s fantasy last night.’ She said and I could see in the silk of her robe that her nipples had hardened at the thought of what her evening had been like. She. He had been unbelievably excited as well. She could tell from his tone and the pitch of his voice that he was excited. He said he could get a friend that would be willing to participate and they could be at Bob and Sue’s house at the allocated time. Sue had taken the day off from work, knowing she could not concentrate. She spent the day straightening up and cleaning the house. She put clean sheets on the king size bed and shuddered at the thought of what was going to happen on that bed this.