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"Bye," I whispered through the crack of the door just before it clicked shut.   I threw the hotel latch and strode back into my room. What the hell was his name? Matt. Mike! Mark?   Whatever. I shrugged to myself. Means to an end.   Leaning over the suitcase rack, I rummaged through my overnight bag for my vibrator. My reflection grinned back at me from the full-length mirror when my

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