*R-rated for sexual and graphic content* I, Aria Simone Davis, am a sex addict. And as my punishment for my sinful enjoyment of sex, I have a stalker. Not the normal follow you to your dorm, pops up everywhere you are, breaths heavily in your ear, from the backseat of your car, collects locks of your hair stalker you'd expect a college co-ed to have. My stalker was my imaginary friend up until two days ago. That's not to say he doesn't follow normal stalker protocol (trust me, he does). He just happens to have the extra advantage of being an incubus. He has powers I'm only just starting to understand, not only over me, but over the physical world I let him in.