CHAPTER ONE I was hunched over the toilet letting the sperm dribble from my just-fucked cunt when I first saw the ad in the newspaper. Somebody's been reading it while having a b.m., I guess, and had just left it there. Considering my circumstances the letters S E X understandably caught my attention. It was only natural I would go on reading. "Wanted," it said, "volunteers with a normal interest and curiosity in the act of love. If you believe, as we do, that sex is more than a mere biological function solely for the purpose of procreation, but still have many questions about its true purpose in life, then you may be interested in working with us. Our non-profit organization desperately needs volunteers to complete a study that will get to the bottom of the human sexual experience for once and for all. The ultimate results of our research will benefit millions of people. Won't you consider helping? You could wind up helping yourself as well as science."
Chapter 9 "We are just getting the returns from the 9th district. Yes ... yes ... and I think that our computers have definitely been proven right, folks. TIM CASSIDY IS THE WINNER! TIM CASSIDY IS OUR NEW SENATOR! In a few moments we'll have a word with the winner, but right now, here is the word from Senator Gearson who seems to have lost his bid for reelection to the Senate to the young Tim Cassidy. "Do you have anything to say, Senator?" "I'd like to thank all the people that worked so hard for me ... and to congratulate the winner!" The elderly senator smiled wanly, and the picture slowly faded out, while another took its place. "Here he comes now! He's coming now!" The announcer's voice spoke hysterically. The sound of cheering had already come thundering through and was filling the microphones and a throng of hundreds danced up and down at the downtown Cassidy headquarters. Finally Tim Cassidy and his entour