MATURE CONTENT WARNING! There is no part of this story that is ok for anyone under the age of eighteen. Read at your own discretion, please. Monroeville holds little to no excitement for Ian anymore. He's seen it all and done it all; and by it all, I mean the women. He's begun to get bored of his weekly routine: win the race at The Track, eat at the diner, party the weekend away, end up in bed with some girl he's seen at least a million times, but he can't remember her name. Was there no excitement left for him anymore?