There must be a freeze on men or Avery Love is among the few women who can't seem to catch a "decent" man. Her dripping wet kitty is starving to be fed, with an intimacy so electric her body shivers with orgasmic pleasures. But needing to be fed properly she calls an ex-lover to tame her kitty. What is not known is that Avery remembers all the pain and wants sweet revenge of seducing her mate to spend the night. Not only is her mate sleeping with her, he is also Sleepin' Wit' the Virus. Life is more than just a one-night stand, Avery thinks. Reminiscing about when she divulged her deep secret to her performance arts gallery, Anonymous, she assumed her fears were long behind her. But little does she know "life" has just begun and it nearly strips her bare to the bone. Burdens come hard and heavy, as Avery yearns to run for cover, but there is nowhere for her to hide. Avery knows how to survive through times of despair, but never does she think "karma" could be such a bitch