There was a good Christian Child who lived alone. The child was intelligent, so found school work easy and thus had a lot of free time. The child also had parents who were going through a divorce so were willing to throw a lot of cash at the child. The child took full advantage of the situation and acquired many luxury goods. However, that only took care of the day time itch. At night, the child discovered the wonders of London Town after dark. While the child did not take to drugs and booze, the child instead took to making the acquaintance of clandestine strangers. Simply put, child began a slut. Child stopped going to church because child felt too guilty. Child stopped being a good Christian child.
Fast forward a couple of years. Child has now grown into an Adult. Adult's black book runneth over, but Adult has turned over a new leaf. Adult is no longer interested in (very) passionate short affairs. You know the type that lasts for hmmmm.................... a night. Adult has even tried to resurrect slutty alter ego to no avail. Normally this would be a good thing for most people, but not in this case. Adult has never had to be in a relationship so doesn't have a clue about intimacy. Adult has grown used to own company, doesn't like anyone in personal space, doesn't know how to open up, has no clue on what it takes to compromise, and now can't even random shag anymore. Simply put, Adult is screwed (well, not getting screwed though).
This is a fictional tale about a Reformed Slut.