*“This is a fucking nightmare.”* Debbie thought to herself, as she sighed exasperatedly. She felt as though it was the sixth time she and her boyfriend Nathan had gone through this same aisle of pastas and sauces. Getting groceries was one of Debbie’s least favourite of her and Nathan’s weekly ‘traditions’, and by traditions she meant small outings of their apartment where Debbie couldn’t pounce on him.
*“At least I have some eye candy.”* she thought to herself, cracking the smallest smile as a muscular handsome man with headphones on strolled past them, doing his own shopping. ‘Sex Addiction’ is what Nathan called it, understanding what it is she likes and doesn’t like, and knowing that sex is a part of life is how she saw it. Debbie always had a high sex-drive for as long as she could remember, and she believed she could finally be satisfied when she started dating Nathan three years earlier.