So there's this story I'm trying to write. It's called Imogene and it's about a sex addict [i know that sounds weird but yeah]. This is what I have so far: My name is Imogene and I’m an addict. I always get what I want, well, rather what I need, but I’m never really satisfied. This addiction is my curse, and it has turned me against myself completely. Of all things to be tormented by, I have to be tormented by lust. I lost my virginity at age fourteen. The guy I was with was also a virgin at the time. We had been going out for two months. It was a wonderful, romantic night. When I kissed him goodbye, I knew I could never be more in love. He had sex with another girl three days later. It was a very strange feeling, being cheated on. I felt almost euphoric, but death lingered behind my pity for him. Death in the sense that I was dying internally. I could feel it, yet I was…content. I suppose the final stage of death is acceptance. I don't exactly know where I want to go with it, but this is something I really want to write. Anyone wanna help me develop a good plot?