That Carnal Hunger
That Carnal Hunger Olivia sat at her computer, staring at a browser page for some unmemorable website - art blogs updated on a daily basis by vapid former stars, upcoming savants fresh from their teen years, 'social justice warriors' as the media called them. In her gut, a deep feeling of longing and apprehension had been growing for some time, but until this moment -- 7 pm on a Sunday, much like any other -- she'd let it fester and grow without any action on her part. In a spontaneous...