"72 hours give or take. It could be as little as 2500 people or as much as half a million." Going to the window he looked out, the street was empty as...a ghost town. The girls joined him, "Where is everyone?" asked Lola. "I bet they are all inside fucking!" Julie giggled. "Come on let's do the same. I need some orgasms after all the class work." The three young people headed to the big bed in the master bedroom. 1500 miles away a 747 landed at Albuquerque NM. All 500 passengers and crew quickly. Her face was pretty enough, but she didn’t have that friendly look that one would expect in a bar lounge when one is working for tips. I could tell she was not a happy camper playing the tedious piece and I suspected she probably would want to be playing something of her own composition or some free-wheeling jazz tune that would make everyone sit up and pay attention.It appeared we were the only two humans in residence that were under the age of thirty with the possible exception of the busboy. The coach PA system still wasn't working despite some tinkering by the driver, so the guide too had to stand at the front and talk loudly. Mind you, he'd obviously had this problem before – he made us all move forward and closer to him, so he didn't have to project his voice all the way to the back!The site was huge! I'd expected a couple of winding towers, a few office and amenity buildings and a large area of railways sidings, but in fact, according to our guide, on the surface alone it. "Well, yeah. I guess I do." "I'm sure it's been quite awhile since you reached puberty, Henry. But I've never really had a frank sexual discussion with you. I suppose that's ironic. I discuss these things with clients who are your age all the time." Margaret hesitated. "Henry, are you still a virgin?" "Jeez, aunt Margret." "You can be candid with me, Henry." Henry shrugged. "Yeah, I am." "Have you had any girlfriends in school yet?" "Not really." "You.