Chapter One

Night Falls In Eden

I’m getting rather worried about what’s happening to us. There’s 1,062 men, and 1,883 women—most of them irresistibly pretty, young college girls—working here in this fenced-in 800 acres of buildings, meadows and tropical forest; we’re all getting abnormally horny.

Oh, nothing really dangerous or bad about it, I suppose—unless you’re easily embarrassed. It’s just that I’ve noticed how fascinated we seem to be about—about sex. Especially when men and women are standing or sitting close together. It’s just not one particular female that arouses me. Although Vicky and I have fucked together for five months now, and she is fantastic in bed. I seem to lust for every girl who walks past me. Since I am young, athletically muscled, and, according to Vicki, rather handsome and sexy, all the other girls seem to agree. Also, because I’m at the top of the corporate pyramid, the directing manager of this place, I suppose it would be easy for me to fuck any girl I want.

But it’s getting worse—or better, depending on how you view enjoying sex with multiple partners. I have this urge to seduce every female who cums—er—comes into my office. At least while I’m sitting behind it, they can’t see the throbbing bulge in my pants.

It’s not just the men, either. I’ve seen the girls gaze at the men’s crotches when they think we aren’t looking. Their faces flush deep pink and their hands touch their feminine bodies and slide down to the gentle swell of their lower bellies. Their fingers move with a slow, rhythmic stroking motion. I’m worried this could interfere with our facility’s secret scientific work.

I finally had a private conversation with Vince Durant, our company doctor.

“I’ve noticed it, too,” he replied. “I even find myself enjoying naughty thoughts about my young staff nurses.” He glanced up and down the corridor to see if anyone could hear what he was telling me. “I went back to the central care ward one evening to get some papers I forgot, and noticed one of the patient’s room doors open a crack. When I snuck over and peeked in, I almost gave myself away. Pamela, the head nurse, was standing beside the man’s bed, with her hands under the sheet. My god, she was panting with lust and masturbating him!”

“I suppose he wasn’t protesting?” I couldn’t help grinning.

“I doubt he could, even if he wanted to. She had secured him with wrist and ankle restraints. The lucky guy was totally immobilized and defenseless, so he didn’t need to fe