![]() 'For you to hit me over the head with if I suddenly try to make a break for it. I don't know what came over me, only that I felt I'd go crazy if I stayed in here a second longer. 'And I'm sorry too,' she replied after a while, squeezed his hand. 'I'm sorry.' He pulled her to him, kissed her tenderly, 'Believe me, Kirsten, I'm so sorry.' And then she began to cry uncontrollably. That was when he hit her, released his hold on her and in the same movement brought the flat of his hand hard across her face, threw her head back. She hoped that he would marry Kirsten, in a way it would be like getting married herself all over again, reliving their happiness, remembering how things had once been between herself and Bob. It was one of those evenings when she found herself indulging in reflections, a nostalgic mood brought on by her son's courting. Her inhibitions always disappeared when she put the light out, it was as though she stepped into another world.Īt eleven o'clock she made herself a cup of tea and sat and drank it in the kitchen. ![]() ![]() I'm going to jump out, run for the road.' You've no right to keep me here against my will. Her features were screwed up into a mask of panic and desperation, her voice shrill with rising hysteria. 'Stop it' She let out a scream, struck at him with clenched fists. 'What's that for, to hit the snake over the head with?' But he wasn't likely to, there was no way he was going to know unless she told him and she would never admit to that even with her dying breath. A flood of guilt just confessing to herself thatwhatever would Keith think of her if he ever found out? The shame of it all. She felt guilty about the things she sometimes did to herself in the solitude and privacy of her own bed on those nights when the urge got too much for her. All the same, sometimes she despaired at the thought that in all probability she would never ever enjoy a physical relationship with a man again the thought could age one prematurely, turn you into a kind of maiden aunt. No, definitely no It would not be the same the second time round, far better to grow old with the memories she already had, just remember that one chunk of her life from twenty to thirty-two, the best years. There was plenty of time left to find herself a man, start all over again. She knew that she could be very attractive if she took the trouble to make herself up forty-four was no age, really. ![]() They might have been a thousand miles from civilisation, marooned on a dried-up waterhole in the middle of some vast arid desert. Just the buzzing of insects in the surrounding undergrowth. Your only hope is to stay here.'īut there was only silence. You bloody stupid girl, you wouldn't have a chance. 'You'd maybe get ten yards.' He snatched her wrists, held them in a strong grip. Goodness, it was ages since she had been in a mood as strong as this if a man had walked into the bedroom right now she would have let him have his way, pleaded with him to do it if necessary. ![]() She was quivering all over, trembling with anticipation, determined to take her time and enjoy every second of it. She tossed the sheets aside and lowered herself on to the bed, smoothed her fingers sensuously up and down the insides of her thighs, escalated her feelings. ![]()
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