I am Kitten. Watch me play! They call me Kitten. I'm their plaything, and I love it. I thrive on it. I need it. Why? It's like an itch I can't quite scratch. A craving that doesn't take away the hunger. A compulsion that I can't control. It's all-consuming in every way. I thought I'd come to terms with how my future looked. Lots and lots of meaningless hookups. It's who I am, and I don't...