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never-ending Hong Kong night. No doubt with the intention of bringing home one of many interchangeable Hello Kitty girls, and succeeding. The sounds on the other side of the wall were proof of that.
    Alex sighed and shook her head. She actually hoped Nat would take Isabella up on her offer and book an appointment to discuss the state of her soul—and the bitterness in her heart driving her into the arms of these young, practically mute, but always admiring girls.
    One day not long after she had moved in, Nat’s helper had gotten some of Alex's laundry mixed up and she’d gone to look for her favourite white tank top in Nat’s room. She hadn’t snooped but she’d had to have been blind to not have noticed the big purple strap-on casually residing on Nat’s pillow.
    She’d laughed hard, picturing Nat wielding the enormous dildo in front of one of her tiny girls. Which is probably what she was doing now.  
    Alex shut her eyes and focused on the cries of ecstasy, more as an experiment, to see if they could excite her at all. She’d been starved of any kind of sexual affection long before her break-up with Rita, who’d obviously been getting it elsewhere.
    The closest she came these days was with her vibrator. Short, almost mechanical orgasms, just to relieve the tension. The thought of it sparked something in her gut, a small desire for the tiny treat it represented. She might as well. It wasn’t as if she’d still be able to sleep and moping around the flat while her roommate was getting off wasn’t exactly an appealing prospect.
    She reached for the bottom drawer of her night stand and dug the pastel pink toy out. It would only take a few minutes and the anticipation of the short but sweet relief made her a little giddy. While spreading her legs, she threw the sheets off, exposing her naked body to the conditioned air of her bedroom.  
    The advantage of using this particular aid was that it vibrated so vigorously it didn’t require any mental stimulation. Otherwise, Alex's thoughts always, most inadvertently so, drifted to Rita. How Rita looked into her eyes as she parted her pussy lips with her fingers. Always, as if she owned her. That was Rita’s thing in the bedroom—and Alex loved it.
    Rita was the last person Alex wanted to think about. Rita and her power plays. Rita and her ability to always just hit the spot, whether spanking or fucking. When it came to Alex, Rita always knew what she was doing. Alex pushed any lingering thought of her ex as far back into her mind as possible. She’d shove her out if she could, but six years was a long time to forget about.
    Instead, she cleared her head and let the mixture of giggles and groans coming from the other room wash over her. She brought the toy between her legs and just the soft buzzing of it was enough to make her clit throb. The plastic was cold against her pussy lips, which added to the sensation. She shut her eyes and concentrated on the vibrations pulsing through her clit and body. She knew that if she allowed her thoughts to wander, if she allowed herself to think of someone taking her—claiming her like Rita did—she’d come much harder. But that wasn’t the point. This was her orgasm and Rita had nothing to do with it. If anything, this was the expulsion of Rita. The freeing of Alessandra Pozzato from her greedy shackles.
    She wasn’t far now. Alex felt some juice trickle out of her, down her buttocks. The vibrator was working its magic and her breathing intensified. Her pussy started clutching around nothing and, just before it happened, just before she came with a low whimper and a quick tremble, she imagined Maddie’s face hovering above hers.  
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    Alex ignored the twinge of disappointment sneaking through the back of her brain when Maddie didn’t show up for her nine a.m. class. She wrestled her body through the different positions, making sure not to display any signs of fatigue to the group in front of her. One more session and