Jason and I used to work for the same company and at one company Christmas party Jason had asked Janice to dance and Janice had said no. Janice had al...ready danced with half of the men I work with and her refusal to dance with Jason was taken by him as a racial gesture. Later that night there was another incident that cemented in Jason's mind that Janice was a bigot. Jason caught Janice underneath the mistletoe and kissed her. Janice had been kissed under that piece of greenery by at least a. Careful? Yes, of course they would have to be more careful. If she was going to do all the things that she had set out to do, it wasn’t time for her to get pregnant. She could go on that pill, she could ask Josh to wear protection. They could have a child soon enough, after school, after they accomplished what they planned to accomplish.I could have lived with it, though, she thought, If it goes wrong, I could have his baby, our baby, when it comes. There are far worse things than delaying. "This is really hard to talk about. It's our sex life. You see David is a wonderful man and a good provider but…" she stalled again."But what Judy?" I asked, trying to get her to the root of the problem."I have never had an orgasm!" she finally blurted out. She put her face in her hands, embarrassed at admitting this. "Oh God! I'm so embarrassed! I can't believe I'm telling you about this!" Now Judy, there's no need to be embarrassed. I'm here to help you, not judge you. You say you never had. I've read through this lots, and tried to keep the continuity correct with a bunch of different things happening. If you don't select 'Start Game' it all reverts to default settings which means names, clothing, memories, etc will appear, disappear and change all over the place and it will all be a bit rubbish. If you notice anything glaringly incorrect let me know and I'll fix it.As I began writing this story I found that it really seemed to lend itself to the idea of playing out as a game like.