Sex Addicted

The room is dark at first. The sudden adjustment from the sunny living room to the poorly lit bedroom hurts her eyes. Olivia narrows her eyes and blinks to get used to the dimness. She makes out the array of her mother’s shoes, a bottle of whiskey on the carpeted floor an almost-full ashtray is on the side of the bed, and the shirtless man lying on it. He has a cigarette sticking out from the corner of his mouth, and like a tired dragon, smoke rushes out of his nose fogs the room for a brief spell, before disappearing into the darkness. A small packet peeps out of a shirt lying on the floor. On it are silhouettes of a man and a woman kissing.
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