Trixie was terrified. You wouldn't think that a thirty-seven year old woman would be experiencing such intense panic just because it was her first day of work. But she had never had a job in her life. And the job in question . . .

Trixie had experienced an eventful summer. After eighteen years of marriage to the same man, she had walked out of their home. Of course, that was after realizing they hadn't actually been in love for a long time and after having sex with a handful of young soccer players and one cheerleader. After a week of total debauchery, she left him and had gone to...