A short while after each has had a chance to look around the apartment, the four gather on the gigantic, comfortable, black sofa that lies in front of...the plasma television. With them, they bring four wine glasses and a bottle of dark, red wine from the year 1982. This, this exact location, is where all five of them had usually spent their time."I ... I wonder why she never told us." Well ... you know Lee, full of surprises. I mean, we all live far from here now. It's no wonder why she didn't. In a way, he felt that they had moved on with their lives and he was somehow being left behind. Sandy was almost 16 now, fully involved in a social life built around school and her friends from school. She seemed excited and happy almost all the time, really enjoying this period in her life. Jim was happy for her, and was a bit envious as well. Donna was different. She was doing well with her studies, but didn't seem, lately at least, to be having very much fun in her life. When Jim would ask. What? You’re only granting immigration for four weeks?”“Probationary, Volka. I’m not going to sign the family in permanently given the situation.”“You mean given your horniness for Caci’s mouth?”“Heh-hey yeah. But that wouldn’t look very good, would it? So, I’m saying I need to see that Yuri behaves himself for four weeks, just like I had to make sure the boy is a good cocksucker. If he wasn’t, I would have pulled out a standard form and you would be on your way.”“So, because you want to fuck. He scrolled through the document, reading quietly to himself, "Wow! Tenmillion people... Argentina, Brazil, Canada, China, India, Japan,Germany... Russia... two... no THREE locations in the U.S... ...Wow..."He scrolled to the bottom of the list of incoming posts and watched asthey arrived in a steady stream. The pace picked up as new postingsabout the supernova began arriving from the other side of the world.As he watched, there was a pause of about twenty seconds, then a flurryof posts came.