easy sex

"You only need me when you want to have sex with me!" she yelled at him and hurriedly went out then closed the door.

"No. It is not like that..." he did not even finish his sentence but she was gone, fast.

She was not even the first. She was perhaps the hundredth, or more. He did not even know her name.  His room had been so busy as a restaurant with customers. It had been open 24 hours like a convenience store, but here was different, everything was for free.

What has gone wrong?

We are now living in a very dynamic world. Everything changes in just a snap of a finger. People, old or young, have changed the definition of propriety radically.

Easy sex. This is how we coin it. It is like picking a flower in a garden.

How promiscuous is the society we are in right now?