Leo can't get no satisfaction. He's down on his luck, he's running low on cash, his car keeps breaking down, his uptight neighbour wants him kicked out of his apartment block, his best friend's a wannabe gangster and he's been trying to write his second novel for five years, current word count: 0. Worst of all, he's still pining after the girl of his dreams who broke his heart a lifetime ago. What Leo can get is sex. Naughty sex, rough sex, inappropriate sex. Sex with old flames and new strangers and old cougars and young waifs. Sex in the car and at the gym and on the beach and in fancy houses and in shithole back rooms on a dingy mattress with a girl whose name he doesn't know while he's trying to work out the meaning of life...