by anyone's standards. But when they left her apartment after a night of post-dinner sex, she was always relieved to see them go since their pitiful attempts to please her sexually only left her aching for more. "So who will it be tonight," she wondered, casting about the crowd for a likely bed partner. She was usually very horny, without a doubt and the suggestive art on the walls of this tacky Las Vegas apartment and two double shots of bourbon on an empty stomach