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women, or was simply a very
quick study of her. Because by the third time they’d had sex, she’d cried out
in orgasm four times before he finally allowed himself to come.
    Carefully, she took hold of his thick wrist and lifted his
arm from her body. Noticing the deadweight, she guessed he was sleeping very
deeply indeed, and realized the chances of waking him were minimal. So, with a
little less care, she slipped her naked body out from under the sheets and
wandered to the bathroom. Stifling a yelp, as her bare feet touched the cool
tiles, she closed the door softly behind her.
    Once under the jets of the shower, she couldn’t help but
relive the hour or more she’d spent in there with Carl. Closing her eyes, her
hand slipped over her soapy stomach and crept between her legs. She winced,
realizing how sensitive the activities of the night before had left her.
Nevertheless, she continued to lazily stroke two fingers between her swollen
lips. Gently, she stimulated her tender flesh, focusing on the tiny engorged
bud. It didn’t take long for a slow, relaxed orgasm to relieve her. But she
knew it would only do so temporarily.
    With still damp hair, and wearing the black dress she
arrived at the hotel in, Allie emerged from the bathroom. She wasn’t surprised
to find that Carl was still sound asleep, although he had moved, rolling
facedown into the middle of the bed. Moving to the tiny cabinet on the left
hand side, she picked up the hotel’s notepad and pencil. After scribbling a few
words onto a piece of paper, she ripped it from the pad and placed it lightly
on the pillow next to Carl’s head.
    With only a passing backwards glance, Allie made her way
from the bedroom and across the suite’s living area. With a spring in her step
and contentment she hadn’t felt in a long time, she left the hotel room and
shut the door with a quiet click.
    When Carl finally woke up, he would find no trace of her,
except a handwritten note, which read. ‘I had a great time. Thanks!’
    ***
    It was a little after midday when
Allie arrived in her apartment building. She got a disapproving look from her
elderly neighbor, Mrs. Jessop, in the hall, and guessed her dress and slightly
bedraggled hair fairly screamed, ‘slut’.
    Strangely, though, she didn’t avoid the older woman’s eyes.
Instead, she offered her a warm, “Good afternoon,” as the smile she’d worn ever
since she woke up continued to brighten her features.
    It wasn’t until she was in the safety of her own apartment and
slumped on the couch, with her legs propped up on the seat, that she realized
she truly didn’t care what Mrs. Jessop thought. She didn’t care what anybody
thought. Maybe she had acted like a slut, but she was not ashamed of it. She’d
always gone after what she wanted, she’d just been under the impression that
what she wanted was only a career. How wrong she was. There were so many more
things to want, crave and desire in this world. Then, the reminder of what had
caused her drastic change in attitude bombarded Allie and the smile she’d been
unable to remove from her face, disappeared of its own accord. Fortunately,
however, fatigue came to her rescue, preventing her from dwelling on her fate,
as she drifted off into a pleasant sleep.
    Allie slept the entire afternoon away. By the time she woke,
it was almost five o’clock and she was ravenous. Pulling herself up from the
couch, she dragged her lethargic limbs to the kitchen and threw open the
refrigerator. She stood for several moments, sleep still fogging her brain,
before she reached forwards to a pasta meal. It took her less than thirty
seconds to rip the cardboard open and toss the tray into the microwave.
    Leaving Percy Spencer’s wonderful invention to work its
magic, she wandered into the bathroom, tossed some cold water on her face and
then peeled herself from her dress.
    When the microwave’s incessant beep announced that dinner
was served, Allie walked back onto the kitchen