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He suddenly felt her stiffen. Oh, no, here we go! He began to relax his grip on her.

'Where are we, Ken?' she asked him, sitting up straight, and rubbing at the
windscreen that was becoming misty.

'Eh?'

'Where are we?" she repeated.

'We're in my car.'

'No, I don't mean that. We're near South Field, aren't we?'

'Yeah, at the back of it. What about it?'

'Ooh, how could you bring us where that plane crashed?"

'Oh, Christ! That was weeks ago! Anyway, we're nowhere near where it came
down.тАЩ

'All the same, it's a bit creepy. I think we ought to go. It's morbid.'

'Don't be daft, darlin'. I can't go drivinтАЩ about anyway, I 'aven't got much petrol in
the car.' And I'm not tearing about the countryside looking for a quiet place just for
a piece of your arse, he added to himself.

'Well, I'm cold. We're too near the river.'

'Well, I told you I could warm you up,' he said, pulling her towards him.

Her rigidity left her, and she pressed close to him. 'I do love you, Ken. It is
different with us, isn't it?'

'Yes, Aud,' he assured her, and began to kiss the top of her head. She turned her
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face upwards towards his.

'You'd never leave me, would you Ken?'

He could just see her wide searching eyes in the dark. "Never,' he told her, and
shifted his angle in his seat so he could reach her mouth more easily. He began to
kiss her forehead, her nose, and then her lips. The passion had already risen in
him, but now he could feel it come surging through her. Here came the test. His
right hand, which was closed around her arm, began to move slowly and
cautiously towards her breast. He'd reached this point so many times with her only
to be thrust forcefully and tearfully away. But tonight, he felt it was different -
she'd finally got wised up to the permissive society! His fingers were trembling