Broken

My name is different every month—Brandy, Honey, Amy…sometimes Joe doesn't even bother to ask—but he never failsto arouse me with his body, his mouth, his touch, no matterwhat I'm called or where he picks me up. The sex is alwaysamazing, always leaves me itching for more in those longweeks until I see him again.

My real name is Sadie, and once a month over lunch Joe tellsme about his latest conquest. But what Joe doesn't know isthat, in my mind, I'm the star of every X-rated one-nightstand he has revealed to me, or that I'm practically obsessedwith our imaginary sex life. I know it's wrong. I know myhusband wouldn't understand. But I can't stop. Not yet.