NNN 02
Sign Up/Hunting
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I left with Becky feeling rather good about the whole NNN thing after hearing so many offers from all of Becky's friends.
She even had them text HER their proposals as the offers got out of hand.
The best 'offer' was three of the seven girls willing to be my personal cook, maid, and cock sleeve of unprotected sex for up to six months with no fighting between the three WHO I use. It was a pure free for all.
Not to toot my own horn but it was nice to feel wanted after living like a hermit for the last year since I bought my house.
As we left Becky smiled at me, "Told you I had a reason."
I smiled feeling better about everything, "Thanks sis. Don't know what I'd do without ya."
Becky smirked, "Let's get to Muschi and get you registered for the NNN challenge and see if you're still thanking me."
Huh
I looked at her confused but shrugged at the implication that I obviously missed as I sat in silence still reeling from what had just transpired.
I rode in Becky's care as she drove to one of the installations that Muschi owned and went into the building before having to sit and wait in silence before I was finally called back by a handler.
I was surprised to find out my handler was a woman but honestly didn't care. She held out her hand to me, "My name is Emily and I'll be handling your application for the NNN Contest."
I nodded as I shook her hand, "Mick."
She let me to a room opening the door, "Go ahead and take a seat. I'll be back with everything."
I sat in the room before my handler, Emily, brought in paperwork in one hand and a oversized box in the other.
She set down the paperwork making me sign just about everything under the sun for this challenge as she briefly outlined what each document was.
Emily sat down, "First thing. Are you married?"
I shook my head not knowing what my status had to do with anything.
She looked at me, "Dating?"
Once again I shook my head, "Nope single."
Emily nodded as she wrote that down on my paperwork. She spoke, "Name? Full name?"
I spoke, "Mickey Glover but everyone calls me Mick."
Emily wrote that down, "Age?"
I flatly spoke, "22."
Each question Emily asked I answered without hesitation.
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 168lbs
Address: 5912 N. Ridgeback Ave
Sexual Preference: Straight
Emily looked at me as she smiled warmly at me, "The next set is kind of personal but it's for the paperwork needed for the contest. OK?"
I looked at her not knowing what she was talking about but still nodded.
She coughed as she spoke, "Partner height preference?"
I blinked at her, "What?"
She looked up at me, "It's just standard questions."
I looked at her, "Really?"
Emily nodded as she turned the paperwork to show me it actually asked that along with other questions.
I sighed, "I don't know. Short I guess."
She nodded and filled in the bubble for short girls.
She looked at me, "Preferred Weight of Partners."
I blinked at her, "Fuck I don't know."
She spoke, "Do you like them petite? Skinny? Average? Little overweight? Overweight?"
I spoke without thinking, "Why does this have to do with anything?"
Emily shrugged, "Don't know. Don't care if you prefer them heavy. I know lots of girls and guys that are chubby chasers."
I looked at her, "Well I'm not one of them."
She leaned forward, "But you have a preference, right?"
I sighed, "Yeah but I honestly don't care either."
She smiled at me, "I'm sure you don't BUT I have to fill out the paperwork so which is it?"
I sighed, "Petite, Skinny, or Average I guess."
She spoke flatly, "So no fattys got it."
I almost wanted to argue with her about my actual preference but also felt like it was too much. Besides it wasn't like I was trying to bed her so what was the point.
Emily spoke, "Big or small chested?"
I rolled my eyes, "Don't care."
Emily looked at me, "Which one?"