, the Chemical company we both had been fired from, placed on her.“Why would I want to make it permanent?” she asked. “Being a bimbo is...freein....”“But, you've been taken advantage of by men,” I pointed out.“Like you?” Alice glanced at Janet who beamed back. I swallowed. “I know I shouldn't have, but you would never suck my cock or let me try anal before. And then when you injected Janet, well, I'm weak. I'm only a man.”“And recruiting Becca as our fuck secretary?”I shuddered when she said. I knew I was wet there and I let out a soft moan as she touched my panties and rubbed her finger along the cleft of my pussy. I opened my legs and let her hand into the front of my panties onto my pubes. Her fingers parted my pussy lips and one rubbed the nub of my clit and into me. I couldn’t believe how good it felt. I couldn’t believe I was letting this happen. I could hear the noise of the party in the other room but I didn’t want this to stop.Her finger moved in and out. Her thumb massaged. Who loves having as many orgasms as possible, but that $50,000 dollar prize money if I did accomplish such a feat was extremely tempting to at least try for it!My girlfriend was very enthusiastic for me to give it a go! She had some ideas about how to spend that much money, and she encouraged me to enter the contest; which, eventually, I did.It would be boring to try and recount every last day of those 365 days of one-orgasm-a-month, so I'll shorten the account into a brief sketch of what it. At 6 feet 2 and 200 pounds, I'm a little above average in size. I'm what was once called Black Irish with black hair, grey eyes, and a fair complexion. I earned spending money in college as a bouncer for two or three bars and taverns and I'm still within 5 pounds of my college weight.My nose has been broken and my face has a couple of scars. The scars and the broken nose were courtesy of three disgruntled patrons at a bar where I was working. They were raising hell and I calmed them down; two.