May 15, 2038

Dear Diary,
You may think that living in a city famous for lesbians would guarantee me a girlfriend by now, but that’s just not the case for me. I spend every night alone with no one to pleasure me. Lucky for me, the city just built a new pleasure house, Factory O, for the women in this city like me, to keep down prostitution, and tonight’s the night that I’ve been waiting for. I’m gonna cash my paycheck and spend all night at Factory O until my aching pussy can take no more.

May 16, 2038

Dear Diary,
What a night!
I walked into Factory O a little after seven and left my clothes in a locker. As I was walking into the main room, I can’t lie, my eyes were glued on all of the other women’s pussies. The facility was dimly lot, but very clean. An attendant cleaned my seat with Lysol and handed me a remote. I straddled the seat, and put my legs in the holders on either side of a hole in the crotch area of the seat. Carefully I pressed my pussy through the hole and felt the cool air of the Lick Level beneath me. I leaned my torso against the front of my seat, which was almost like a backward chair. As I clicked the power button on my remote, my chair moved down a conveyor belt to Station 4, which had a sign on it that said “Lisa will be licking you today”. My cunt twitched just reading the sign and I began to get wet. Lisa, a Factory
O employee, was on the level downstairs from me, and my pussy was showing through the hole in my chair above her face. Albeit industrial, Factory O gave me the best orgasms of my life. I used the touch screen remote to give Lisa commands.