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"A little more than that. For reasons we don't understand, IVF doesn't work for anyone exposed to the Black Widow virus. I don't want to sound insensitive, but you're now seen as a ‘stud bull' for the human race. Women will line up to have sex with you to get pregnant."

"I can't imagine anyone wanting to have sex with a fat ginger nuts like me."

"The rules have definitely changed. As men are such a rare commodity now, women can't afford to be anywhere near as picky as they used to be. If you're a gentleman and make an effort to be presentable, you'll pretty much have your pick of women."

"It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that.............this is so strange. I'm used to being in the ‘friend zone' because I'm the one they always see as a brother, rather than a lover."

"I should say that I am the leader of a team to help you. Collectively, we're Team G.O.L.D; Gloria, Olivia, Lisa and Danielle. I look after your overall health, Olivia will help you with your style. Lisa is your psychologist and Danielle will help you with seduction."

Tommy looked at her as if she'd just told him the Martians had landed in the hospital car park. "How the?"

"You have an aunt, your mother and grandmother still alive. I briefly got to talk to a couple of the members of your unit before they passed. It's from what they told us about you that we were able to determine your needs. Sorry for prying into your personal life, but we have to keep each male happy, healthy and sane. We needed to figure out what your greatest needs were before we woke you up."

"I'm not upset about you asking about me, just surprised that you could mobilise a team like this."

"We need you happy, healthy and sane to put you in the mood for breeding. As far as any government is concerned, nothing is too much to make sure each male is able to breed."

"How will it work? I gather not every woman wants kids, but how do they get in contact with me if they want me?"

"Once you've had your TV appearance, we will assemble it something like a job application. You can see their picture, a bit about them, the kind of information you might find on a dating profile."

"I would like to meet the other members of my team before things really get under way, if you don't mind."

"Of course. We'll do a medical exam on you shortly, then I'll drive you to your new home. Take a shower, clean yourself up, and we'll get started."

Tommy followed Gloria to an exam room. She grabbed a towel, some body wash, some shampoo, some toothpaste, a toothbrush and a razor. She locked the door behind her and said, "I can leave the room if you want some privacy. One thing though, I will need a sperm sample from you. If you need help with that, I'll be happy to oblige."

"Thanks, but I don't want to ask you to do something you're uncomfortable with."

"Not at all. If you wanted me to ‘service' you, or get naked for inspiration, I'm very comfortable. It's been 7 years since I last had sex with a man either."

Tommy stripped off and stepped under the shower. He covered himself in body wash and rubbed himself down. He washed his hair, brushed his teeth and shaved. He reached for his towel to dry himself off. When he drew the shower curtain, he saw Gloria wearing nothing but a skimpy G-string. Tommy's schlong rose to attention in seconds. She kissed him tenderly then reached for his tool. With a sample jar at her feet, she kissed her way down his neck before reaching his waist. She licked the underside of his tool before swallowing it whole. She started with slow stokes, backing away to almost the tip before going down almost to the base again. She soon sped up her rhythm. Before long, her head was a blur. "I-I'm about to-"

"Got it!" Said Gloria with a cheeky grin, picking up the sample jar. He emptied into it, depositing a large amount.

Gloria dressed and put some of the sample under the microscope. "Evidently your ‘little soldiers' are just as strong as you. Let's get you dressed and out to your new home."

Gloria opened the door to a top floor apartment of a five storey complex. He found his clothes in the master bedroom wardrobe. He opened the fridge to find milk, bread, some basic supplies and some beer. He turned on the TV to find the news on.

"Tonight in the lead story, male survivors of the Black Widow virus are to be brought out of cryo stasis. In Perth, the director of Fiona Stanley Hospital Dr. Tina Assad has told 7 News that the 5 males presently in stasis will be awoken over the next three months."

"Dr Assad, what can you tell us about these men?"

"As you recall, we put them in stasis until we could find a cure or vaccine for the virus. After seven years, the virus has run out of hosts that don't have antibodies. All of the male survivors have antibodies, and it is now officially extinct worldwide. Each of these men is too valuable to lose, but we need them now. Humanity faces extinction without them and others like them around the world."

"When should we expect to hear from them?"

"They will all need to be brought up to speed about the current state of play, but once that happens, it's up to them. We have woken one of them up today, but we'll let you know when he's ready to meet the public."

"Can you tell us anything about him?"

"He's a former soldier, and that's about all I have for now."

"Thankyou for your time Dr. Assad."

"Thankyou Ellie."

"Apparently everyone knows I'm awake already" joked Tommy," Can you call the other members of Team G.O.L.D. to meet me tonight."

"Not a problem, give me a moment." Gloria sent a text to Olivia, Lisa and Danielle. In 30 minutes there was a knock at the door. A woman with dark eyes, dark hair and olive skin stood at the doorway. "You must be Tommy," she said with a smile, "I'm Olivia Pierracini, your stylist." Tommy shook her offered hand and returned her smile. "Of course," he mused, "who else but an Italian would know about style. Good to have you on my team."

Behind her, a tanned blonde with deep green eyes met his gaze. "I'm Lisa Tate, your psychologist." Again, Tommy shook her hand. "I don't think I'm nuts," he joked, "but all help is welcome."

Finally, a tall woman with hazel eyes, a pale complexion and long black hair offered her hand. "I'm Danielle Lake, your dating coach. They hired me because everyone thinks you might need some help with confidence. No offence."

"None taken, I DO need help in that regard." He kissed her hand and smiled. "You're looking at one of the tow trucks on the highway of life. Some get to cruise the highway. Some are the drunk drivers that cause carnage. It's the tow trucks that come along to clean up the mess and get people moving again."

"I can guarantee Karma has caught up with you in one way," said Danielle, "while I might need to work on your confidence, you will find that you can be as choosy as you like from now on. I mean no offence when I say this, but how much experience have you had with sex and relationships?"

"Limited, at best. I'm not a virgin in either, but I could count on one hand the number of times women have slept with me, and as for relationships, apparently I'm only good for rebounds."

"Then your world is about to change, and all for the better. When our work on you is done, there will be a long queue of women that will want you," said Danielle. First thing's first, if you were getting intimate with a woman, let's see what you have. Stand up please." Tommy did as he was told and faced Danielle. "Do you dance?"

"Not without people laughing," he joked, "I'll freely admit I suck at it."

"We can work on that later. I want you to kiss me."

"Are you sure?"

"Part of the process of giving you confidence. Kiss me as if I was your girlfriend." Tommy held her gently and kissed her. "Are you nervous?" He nodded, "No offence, but all four of you would be out of my league under normal circumstances. I'm just scared of screwing up and letting you all down."

"Remember what I said at your hospital bed," added Gloria, "what you tell us, we won't be telling anyone unless you want us to. We have your back in the same way as any member of the 10th Light Horse would. It's our duty to be your strongest supporters. Relax. Feel free to make the odd mistake, because you will be learning from those mistakes. What Danielle meant when she asked if you were nervous is that you seem very nervous and tense. Relax, we're all friends here."

Tommy leaned in and cupped Danielle's cheek with his palm. He gave her a slow, gentle kiss, the kind you might see in a rom com where the hero finally gets the girl. "Much better," said Danielle, smiling. Now I'm going to let you take any liberty you like with me. I really do mean anything. Pretend we've been going out for a year. If you get horny and want to go all the way, I'll just follow your lead." Tommy gestured to her to sit down on the couch. He continued to kiss her, but his other hand ran down her back. It hovered above her arse when she said, "don't be shy, you can grab my arse if you want.

"Sorry," he said, "I'm just so used to being told ‘no' that it's become second nature to hesitate."

"I thought this might be the case. Girls, we need to teach him to be a little more forceful. Everyone strip to their undies." Gloria, Olivia and Lisa did as they were told, each wearing expensive lingerie heavy on silk and lace. Danielle herself unbuttoned her blouse and took off her skirt.

"I guess I'll be blunt then," she suggested, "tonight, you can fuck one of us, or all of us if you want to. Women haven't been intimate with a man all over the planet for 7 years, that includes us. It means that not only don't we mind, we're openly encouraging you to do so. Remember all those times when you might have been ‘friend zoned,' forget all that. You now have four women willing to indulge your every whim. Tonight you can have fun." Tommy's expression was one of bewilderment. "If you told me this before I went into cryo stasis, I would have said you were nuts. Now suddenly I feel like I've been invited to the Playboy mansion."

"Except it's all on your terms, and we're all loyal to you," said Lisa, "Get comfortable yourself." Tommy stripped to his underwear and sat on the couch. Gloria sat to his left, Danielle to his right. Both took turns to kiss him, which made his schlong rise to attention. Lisa pulled down his underpants and started stroking his tool. Before long, he found himself being kissed by two women, with a third sucking on his tool. "Anything else we can do for you?" Asked Olivia, "anything at all?"

"Hands up who wants to have sex?" he replied with a cheeky smile. All four raised their hands. "As I find all four of you equally beautiful, I'd suggest tossing a coin to see who gets to go first. Gloria and Olivia tossed a coin, with Gloria winning the toss. Lisa and Danielle tossed, with Lisa winning that toss. Gloria and Lisa tossed again, with Gloria winning. "I'll take your lead," she suggested, "do what you want with me."

Tommy stood facing her. He kissed her in a slow sensual movement while unclipping her bra. Her 16C breasts squished up against his chest, making him hard again. His hands slid down to her arse as she smiled at him. "See? You're not dreaming Tommy," she said, "you really do have the attention of four women that all want you. I mean it when I say you can do whatever you like. We want you to have this night to remember, and to introduce ourselves to you properly. We're all here for you." He responded by pulling down her satin panties and easing her onto the couch. He kissed his way down her neck, pausing at her nipples, before reaching her hips. "Oh how I've missed this," moaned Gloria, "for someone that says he's inexperienced, you sure know how to turn a girl on." Tommy lapped at her lips, teasing her clitoris with the tip of his tongue. She arched her back and shuddered slightly. Tommy smiled and thought didn't know my own strength. He then clambered onto the couch and entered her. Slow strokes at first, but soon built up speed. His arse became a blur, as they both started moaning. "I-I'm about to-"

"However you like" said Gloria, "this is your night." With three forceful thrusts, he climaxed. Being careful not to land on her, Tommy fell to her side. "It's been too long," he panted, "then you Gloria."

"My pleasure Tommy. What do you want to do next?"

"Any suggestions ladies?" He asked.

"I do," said Danielle, "have you ever done role play?"

"No," replied Tommy, "but I'm open to new ideas."

"Hear me out. Have a shower, and put your clothes on."

"OK, I'll clean myself up and wait for the surprise."

Tommy did as he was told, showering and brushing his teeth, then putting on a business shirt, jeans and underwear. He also put on a zip up jacket, but didn't bother to put on shoes. Danielle led him to the king sized bed in the master bedroom, a devilish grin on her face. She made him stand near the bed, and kissed him, her lips massaging his. She also pushed him onto the bed, as Gloria, Olivia and Lisa materialised in the room. Gloria and Lisa each grabbed an arm, handcuffing him to the bedposts. His expression clearly said "what the....?"

"Relax and enjoy it," said Danielle, "just one idea of a multitude. If you don't like it, we can show you others."

Tommy relaxed as Danielle clambered over him. She kissed him again, before kissing her way down his neck, unbuttoning his shirt. Caressing his bare chest, she worked her way down to his belt. Gloria and Olivia undid his belt, unzipped his fly and pulled down his pants. She reached inside his underwear, gently stroking his tool. Lisa kissed him, her eyes focused on his. "Just go with it," she said, "we read your file, and everything I've read, you deserve to have this kind of wild fun. You've done so much for others." He smiled, realising that while he was about to become their personal sex toy, they were going to give as good as they got.

Gloria and Olivia removed his pants and underwear, as Danielle proceeded to strip naked. She eased herself down onto his tool, sighing deeply as she did so. "It's so good to have a real one again," she said softly, "hope I get more opportunities in the future." While she started slow, she soon bounced up and down with the enthusiasm of a jockey on a racehorse. Gloria leaned in to kiss him. While Tommy was never a novice when it came to sex and the actions leading up to it, his four assistants and their "servicing" him was akin to comparing beer to Cognac. He'd never experienced anything this good before. With Danielle going hard, and Gloria's gentle caress of his lips, it sent him over the edge in minutes. ""I'm about to-"

"All good," replied Danielle, "Just let go and enjoy it." Tommy held her hips and he erupted inside her.

Tommy smiled, a broad grin that almost looked maniacal. "never in a million years would I have ever thought I'd be in a scenario like this," he mused aloud. "I will forever be grateful to the four of you for indulging me. You could have just talked through things with me, yet here you are, giving me the night of my life."

"Truth is, we've all wanted to get into your pants," said Danielle, "we haven't had any for 7 years, and the opportunity is too good to pass up. I should warn you, we all want a go tonight, if you're up for it."

"Of course. Who wants to go next?"

"Give us a moment," said Gloria. "We'll let you choose, but thought we'll make choosing fun." Gloria, Olivia and Lisa filed out of the room, with Danielle cuddling up to him. They returned moments later, all wearing string bikinis. Each wiggled their arses at him. Tommy stood up behind Olivia, hugging her from behind. She pushed back against him, her arse rubbing gently against his now hardening tool. His hands moved up to her large breasts, undoing the bow holding the front of her bikini top together. With slow gentle strokes, he fondled her nipples, feeling them harden to his touch. She smiled and said "I don't know what you have in mind, but I'm enjoying it so far. We may have work to do on you, but I know the five of us will have fun in getting it done."

As she said this, he gently stroked the outside of her bikini bottoms. His fingers wandered inside of it, his gentle touch just barely making contact with the folds of her labia. She sighed softly, enjoying the sensation as his touch firmed. Before long, his fingers slid inside her and she became more vocal. "You do seem to know what you're doing," noted Lisa, "Olivia seems to think so." He continued by pulling down her bikini bottoms and slipping off her top. He asked her to turn around and kissed her. Her lips caressed his in a way that turned him on like never before. He hugged her, his hands sliding to the curve of her arse. She smiled and said "so what do you have in mind?"

"Lie on the bed, I'll do the rest."

"Now you have me really curious."

Olivia did as she was told, lying spread eagled on the bed. He began with a slow kiss on the lips. He moved down her neck, planting kisses as he went before coming down to her chest. With a feather light touch, he caressed her nipples with his tongue. She sighed deeply in pleasure, savouring the sensation. He moved down, past her bellybutton, taking his time to tease her. Once he reached her labia, her hips bucked as if she'd been electrocuted. She felt her juices dribbling out of her, the anticipation almost too much. She gripped the pillow, her head turning left and right. Just as she though she couldn't take anymore, Tommy lowered his hips to hers, his now rock hard tool rubbing against her. At first he teased her with the tip, before entering at about the same rate as a syringe plunger. He started slow, before warming up to a brisk pace.

Tommy panted, Olivia moaned, Gloria and Lisa looked on in a state of shock. Was he lying to them? Is he somehow a porn star or a gigolo and it was omitted from his file? He seemed to have a natural talent, and it baffled them. He gained tempo, before warning Olivia, "I'm about to blow."

"Go ahead. Believe me, I don't mind." He pumped for a few more strokes before grunting. He held his position on his elbows for a moment, before lowering his head and kissing Olivia. "You have no idea how good that felt," he said.

"How do you mean?" She asked, confused.

"You let me be myself, and if you'll excuse me for saying so, my first time, I was drunk, she took control, and since then, nothing I've had until you, Gloria and Danielle is what I'd call ‘fantastic' sex."

"But you did that like someone that's had a lot of experience."

"I read up a lot, I've watched porn and erotic movies, and people thought I was a weirdo for reading Penthouse and Playboy, not just looking at the pictures. The fact that you let me do whatever I wanted. Thanks for just letting me do it my way."

"You know that confidence issue you have?" Said Lisa, "if word gets around about tonight, making the first move.........let's just say you'll have quite a ‘queue' without having to try. Prior to the Widow Maker virus, when men were plentiful, some were really bad in bed, some thought their good looks and/or big dick was all they needed. The thinkers among women would have wanted someone like you; considerate, knowledgeable and attentive. We will make sure that the image we present to the world will reflect that. You get to choose anyway, but you'll get a lot of ‘repeat business' if you keep doing what you're doing."

"So who's next?" Asked Olivia, a devilish grin spread across her face. " Yes Lisa you are next. I'm always open to new ideas and suggestions, what do you have in mind?"

"I'm going to give you a show before I get down to business." She dragged a chair from the dining room into the lounge room. "Please, sit here and enjoy the show."

Lisa began a slow sexy dance, gyrating her hips and leaning forward, giving Tommy an eyeful of her generous cleavage. She tugged at the bow holding her bikini top together, loosening it to the point where it barely held it together. She then shimmied close to Tommy, his face pressed against her boobs. Taking a hint, he gripped the bow with his teeth as she pulled away. They tumbled out of the top as she shrugged it off her shoulders. Smiling, she bent down to kiss him. Far be it for Tommy to make comparisons, he savoured the experiences all the girls offered him. Lisa's lips met his as if they were dancing a tango. When she broke away, Tommy could only smile, his goofy grin of contentment as if he were enjoying the best dream he'd ever had.

Lisa stood up, pulling the bows on her bikini bottoms. Now naked, she eased herself onto his tool. She grinned. "So good to have a real one after all these years. Go for your life Tommy, I really want it." She bounced up and down on him with the enthusiasm of a kangaroo fleeing a predator. She seemed to gain tempo the longer she rode. While it did take 15 minutes, it seemed like an eternity to Tommy, but he enjoyed every second of it. "That was great," he panted, "I'm not going to have to do a workout today."

Lisa smiled. "I did want to put some effort in, but I'm glad you enjoyed it. We can't help but like you Tommy, you're such a gentleman that it would be a crime for you to not have more female attention. Between the four of us, it will be a pleasure to get you ready for the public. It also seems we don't have a massive amount of work to do. You know how to pleasure a woman, you're a gentleman, and you're respectful. However we want to make you even better."

Finally, Lisa stepped forward. "Would you like a shower?" She asked. "It'll be full service, if you get my drift."

"That sounds good," replied Tommy, I could do with cleaning off all this sweat, I haven't had a workout like this for a while." Lisa led him by the hand to the bathroom. Once inside, she pulled down his underwear, stripped off and turned on the shower. She asked him to stand with his back to her, She squirted a large amount of body wash onto her hands and rubbed it over his neck, shoulders and back. She playfully grabbed his arse and rubbed still more soap over it. Once she'd covered the back of him in suds, she proceeded to rub her breasts up and down his back. She reached forward and grabbed his tool, again rubbing suds all around his crotch. Tommy smiled, enjoying the sensation.

After a few minutes, Lisa asked him to turn around. She then dumped even more body wash over his shoulders, chest and waist, again using both her hands and boobs to rub it in. She then wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. "Am I dreaming this?" He asked. "If I am, please don't wake me up."

"No, this is real," said Lisa, a devilish grin spreading across her face, "as the shrink of Team G.O.L.D, I'm glad we have you to work on. Until we met you, you might have been a simple grunt, and that would be no fun for any of us. Sure, we'd get sex every now and again, but a walking hard on would only be interested in his own pleasure, not ours. If you want to do something, I'm all ears."

"I've been taking in your beauty, and the feel of your body on mine. What would you like to do?"

"I'm so horny that if you just said ‘bend me over and fuck me,' I'd be happy to oblige."

"I have an idea. Stand with your legs spread and your hands up against the wall as if you were being strip searched."

"I like the way you think. Like this?"

"Perfect."

Tommy washed her back as if he were massaging her. When he reached her bottom, he did give them a cheeky squeeze, before moving to her front, all from behind. He lingered on her breasts, massaging her nipples. Lisa arched her back, taking in the sensations on offer. She gave another devilish grin and said, Mae West style, "My is that a gun on your waist, or are you just really happy to see me?"

Lisa turned around to face him. "It's been a long time for me, but it seems it's worth the wait. I mean it, have your way with me." Tommy gave her a long sensual kiss then ordered her to bend over. He entered her with torturous slowness, letting her get used to him. After a few seconds of this, she started thrusting back towards his hips. Taking the hint, he grabbed her by the hips and upped his tempo. Soon his arse was a blur, as he spurred on to climax. He grunted and pumped into her.

Lisa stood upright and held him in a hug. "I might have been in the fridge for 7 years, but that was definitely worth the wait. Thanks to the four of you for giving me the best sex I've ever had."

"The pleasure is ours too. How can we not like someone that cares this much about whether or not we're having fun too? You're a rare one Tommy, always remember that."

"When are we meant to be doing this interview, and how are we sorting me meeting women? I'm open to ideas, I just didn't know if it's an ‘appointment diary' or something like it."

"We will have some kind of diary to keep track of it. We just need to work on how they contact us, which is why there are four of us to help. We can do the interview when you're ready."

"I'm happy to do it tomorrow if need be. Although tonight, if any of you want to spend the night, you're welcome to. Obviously after a workout like that, I will need my sleep, but having at least one of you cuddle me would be nice."

"It's why your apartment was equipped with a king sized bed. You can use it as your ‘office,' or you can cuddle up to more than one of us at a time."

Tommy slept soundly, naked and comfortable between Gloria and Lisa, both naked as well. They cuddled up to him, as he basked in the warmth of affection around him. He awoke as if he thought he still was in a dream. "Good morning Corporal," joked Gloria, "Are you going to stand to attention today?"

"If only I didn't have a few things on my mind. First up, I'm going to ask for Olivia's help in not making me look like a scruffy hobo. I want to look respectable, and ‘stylish' isn't how I'd describe myself."

"You're in good hands, she's a maestro in making people look cool. I suspect she has something in mind for the five of us"

Olivia and Danielle awoke as Gloria bustled around the kitchen making breakfast for everyone. "Tell me Tommy," asked Olivia between bites of toast, "What kind of cool would you like to project to the world?"

"Truth is, I'm not sure. The last time I wore a suit was to my cousin's wedding about 10 years ago. Usually I'm either in military uniform, or jeans and a T-shirt. I guess if there's a kind of cool that says ‘casual but up for anything,' that's probably how I would present myself."

"I think I have an idea. It'll take me a day, but you'll be rock star cool by the time I'm finished with you."

Tommy grinned. "I was the fat kid in high school, the butt of jokes. This will be a new and pleasant experience for me."

Olivia, Gloria, Lisa, Danielle and Tommy piled into Olivia's Lexus. Driving to a clothing store, she set to work. A saleswoman strutted over, a look of surprise on her face. "I haven't sold anything to a bloke in 7 years. What have you got in mind?"

"Truth is, I'm unsure. Olivia here is the one doing my style makeover."

Olivia reeled off a list of clothes, right down to underwear. She directed Tommy to a change room, handing him a bundle of clothes. "Sorry, but your Spider Man undies don't cut it as cool," she said with a grin, "but you'll like these, a lot comfier." He stripped off, putting on these strange black jocks. As he pulled them up he thought, "She's right, these feel really nice." He then put on a business shirt and navy blue Levis. A thick black webbing belt lay at his feet, its buckle in thick chrome. He threaded it into his jeans and tightened it. He then put on a pair of black woollen socks. He opened the door and stood in front of Olivia. "Even better than I hoped," she quipped, "but that's just one outfit. I have others, so you'll have options."

Tommy returned to the change room and put on the next outfit. A straightforward black suit with two exceptions; above its pocket was his campaign banner (for those not in the military, it's the multi-coloured bar sometimes worn with a soldier's service medals. It details every theatre of war the soldier has seen action in) and its shoulders bore the chevrons of a Corporal in silver. A black peaked cap, its band bearing the Rising Sun of the Australian Army completed the ensemble. "It may not be the proper dress uniform of the Australian Army, but I like it."

Tommy reached for the third outfit. This time it was entirely khaki green, save for a black shirt. Drill pants, a collared shirt and a matching bomber jacket. Military style black boots with zippers up the sides.

Last of all, a simple brown leather jacket with a white collared shirt, black denim jeans and a pair of white high top sneakers. "I'm an idiot for not thinking of these ideas before," noted Tommy, "simple, but the outfits pretty much cover all occasions."

"Except one," added Olivia, "formals. Anything from a ball, to a wedding, to a funeral. Every man should have at least one pure black suit in their wardrobe for that very reason."

Tommy changed into his black suit with matching black wing tip dress shoes. After struggling with the tie, Olivia offered to tie it for him. "Sorry, I'm very out of practice with these." She threaded the red satin tie around his collar and tied it in a broad but loose Windsor knot. With the outfit complete, he stepped out in front of team G.O.L.D. They all whistled in approval. "Remember when you said ‘who would want a fat ginger nuts like me?' The short answer is ‘plenty'" Noted Olivia. We just have lone last thing to do."

"What's that?"

"I'm taking you to a friend of mine. She'll give you a facial and a haircut. Just please trust me in what I'm about to do."

"I have faith in you, you've already proven you know far more about style than I do."

Olivia pulled up outside a nondescript white shopfront bearing the name "Acropolis Hair and Beauty." As she opened the door, a bell sounding more like notes on a xylophone sounded. A classic Greek beauty walked to the counter. "Olivia! Long time no see. How have you been?"

"Pretty busy lately, but I have a special treat for you today as a client."

"Anyone I know?"

"Would be surprised if you do, but we need you to work your magic on him."

"Him?"

"Yes, him. He's one of the surviving males, and it's my job to make sure he presents his best image. Who better to finish the visual part of that job than you."

"Well bring him in. I have an hour to spend right now, but I can move appointments if need be."

"Thanks, I appreciate that."

Olivia led Tommy to the counter. "Tommy Reynolds, meet Gaia Verasis, the best hairdresser and beautician in Perth. I trust her with my own ‘maintenance,' and would hesitate to trust anyone else. Gaia, meet Tommy. His suit is only half the job done. I want you to make him look even sexier."

"I trust you both," said Tommy. I was sceptical that Olivia could make me look this good so far, but now I feel guilty for ever doubting her."

"Have you ever had a professional hairdresser work on your hair Tommy? No offence intended."

"None taken. I've only had Army barbers since I was 16, and as you might have guessed, that doesn't give you any room for creativity. What I have now is a shaggy mop that I would have never been able to grow while in the army unless I was on a really long deployment. Like a topiary hedge, you have something to shape into something interesting."

Olivia and Gaia exchanged a look. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Asked Gaia.

"If you mean ‘1993 chic,' then yes. Tommy is your hair naturally wavy?"

"Yes, why do you ask?"

"Just an idea we have. I'm about to make you look cooler than you may ever have been. I don't even care about charging you for it."

"You don't have to do that, I'd be happy to pay you."

"Even before the Black Widow virus, I didn't get to do too many makeovers like this. I really enjoy them, but my clients in this case are usually Make A Wish candidates or teenagers going to their school ball. Olivia and I might not be related, but we're like sisters as friends. I trust her with clothes, she trusts me with beauty treatments. Whether it's for each other or others. It's an honour to work on a man after so long."

As Gaia proceeded with Tommy's haircut, he watched her work in the mirror. Enjoying both the transformation happening to his unruly ginger mop and the sight of Gaia working on it. The conversation flowed. When she showed him the final result, he was rendered speechless for a moment. "You don't like it?" Asked Gaia.

"No, I love it. I never thought my name and the words ‘attractive to women' would ever belong in the same sentence. I can't believe what I'm seeing, but I love it!"

"Finally, how attached are you to your facial hair?"

"Not very, to be honest I only let it grow because it can be a pain to shave."

"I'll get rid of it for you and freshen up your skin."

"What do you mean by ‘freshen up?' bear in mind, army grunts have no concept of beauty treatment, so you might have to say it slowly."

"It's simple. It's sort of like ‘buffing' your face. Scrubbing off the accumulated oil and residue that builds up naturally. It may even knock off a couple of years to your appearance, like polishing the paint on a car."

Gaia set to work. She shaved off his remaining scruffy beard until his face and neck were as smooth as a baby's complexion. She then set about scrubbing and cleaning the oil layer from his skin. When she'd finished, his face glowed. "I'm not one to be vain, but I think you HAVE buffed five years off my face. I'm actually 35, but I look 30."

"I had a good base to work with. Do you know when your interview will be?"

"We were gearing up for it tonight. If you want to be in the studio audience for it, I'm pretty sure Olivia could sneak you in."

"Thanks, I'd like to be there."

"It's the least I can do. You're an artist Gaia, and I appreciate you working on scruffy old me." Both Gaia and Olivia giggled at hearing that.

That afternoon, Team G.O.L.D. and Tommy drove to the Channel Seven studios to see Michaela Barnes and Eliie Coulter, the co-presenters of local current affairs show "State Scene."

"Thanks for taking the time to meet up with us before going on air," said Ellie, "Michaela and I would like to go over what you want to outline in the interview. Are any questions off limits?"

"Like what?" Asked Tommy, his surprise genuine.

"Such as your military service, your unit, your family, anything that you consider sensitive. We're not here to interrogate you, just introduce you to the general public."

"My military career is fine, it's part of who I am. However, losing my whole unit is still a bit raw, you understand that."

"Of course, we don't want to add to that pain. What do you want to convey to the people of WA?"

"That I'm available, and I'm serious about helping to prevent the extinction of the human race, that's the gist of it."

As the news broadcast ended, Tommy noticed a red light atop a camera pointed at him come on. Michaela began, "Welcome to State Scene. Tonight we have with us former Corporal Tommy Reynolds, a survivor of the Black Widow pandemic. As recently as two days ago he was awakened from cryo stasis. First of all Tommy, how do you feel?"

"I don't know anyone else that's come out of cryo stasis, but it really does feel like the deepest sleep you could ever have. When I first woke up, it took me a good 30 minutes just to be able to focus my eyes and come to full alertness. If ever I needed a coffee, that moment was it." The audience chuckled at his remark.

Ellie added, "so are you up to speed with what's been happening in the past 7 years?"

"Yes, I'm grateful for Team G.O.L.D; Gloria, Olivia, Lisa and Danielle helping explain it all to me. Pardon me for saying so, but before Olivia worked her magic on me, I looked pretty scruffy. So used to being in the uniform with a crew cut the limit of my styling ability."

Michaela: "So what kind of active duty have you had in the army? Women do like a man in uniform, so finding out more about you is always welcome.

"I've done tours in Iraq, Afghanistan, disaster relief over the years, I've been all over the place. If there's one thing I really appreciate in life it's people that have your back. I know I can trust my team as my new mission unfolds."

Ellie: "How do you see that mission?"

"It's been explained to me that IVF doesn't work on anyone that's been exposed to the Black Widow virus. You have to do it ‘up close' so to speak."

Michaela: "Do you have any criteria for candidates for the breeding programme?"

"All I ask is that you have a clean bill of health. I'm not exactly buff and trim myself, and I'm not expecting any woman in the programme to look like a Playboy Bunny. I don't mind if you have ample curves, I can appreciate beauty in all its forms." As he said this, the crowd broke into applause. "I really mean that ladies, don't be afraid to ask. However when it comes to ‘scheduling an appointment,' I'll leave it to Gloria to explain the process."

Gloria sat between Tommy and Ellie. "Ladies, I have consulted widely as to how to make this ‘fair.' Tommy is outnumbered by the tens of thousands, and while we will bring others out of cryo stasis, it's still very much demand versus supply. As Tommy has mentioned, he's not going to reject you for superficial reasons. We agreed to two methods. The first is registration on a ‘waiting list,' the other is a lottery. To qualify, get a health check, and submit it online to the registry. We'll give you details at the end of the show. He's ready to take appointments as early as this evening. Some of you have already registered, so as a treat, we'll be doing a draw live tonight."

Gloria produced a laptop and connected an HDMI cable to the back of it. A large projection screen illuminated behind her in bright blue. Gold lettering appeared.

Engage data parameters: Local random draw

Random local draw selected. Refine parameters?

Refine to audience members

Refining. File number 7306 selected.

"The file drawn is no. 7306. If you will all check your registration cards, we'll know who that is shortly." Moments later, a petite redhead in the 10th row raised her hand. "I think that's me," she said. "Come on down," said Michaela, "introduce yourself to Tommy."

Tommy rose from his seat. "Tommy Reynolds," he said, kissing her outstretched hand. "Alex Costello," she said, "I'm a little shocked it was me drawn."

"No need to be nervous though, I do want to make the process fun for you,"

"Thanks, I was hoping you'd be a gentleman."

"OK, we can't help but ask," said Ellie, "what do you want to get out of your appointment?"

"First, like everyone else, I haven't had a man for seven years, and even one night is welcome. Second, I truly want to have a baby. I've always wanted kids, and it would seem this is the only way right now. Can you help me Tommy?"

"It would be my pleasure. Your place or mine?"

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