Today's OneWord: Affairs

Seemingly small affairs had been written down in greater deal than needed in this small red spiral notebook. I flipped more pages and felt the dryness of the sheets scratching against my cuticles. I knew that once she had taken me home, she was probably someone with experience. But this seemed excessive.

There was one man in the notebook who didn't have a last name. Either she didn't remember it or he was one of those porn stars or strippers with one name. Probably with a "The" attached to it in a professional environment.