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as that, you know."
                  I nodded. "I think I knew that."
                  "Did you?"
                  "Yes. It wasn't a logical thought, just an emotional feeling. It was special."
                  She smiled and nodded. "Yes, it was."  The waiter came at that point to inquire if we needed more coffee. I told him yes.
     
                  The conversation was very interesting. But the interruption had changed the mood and Marilyn started talking about what we could do tomorrow. Funny enough, it involved going into Torquay and looking around the shops.
                 
                  I drove slowly back to Hatcham's Glebe. The headlights picked out the bends, as always the car seemed to run better at night, the radio was playing romantic music and Marilyn relaxed quietly, occasionally giving me directions. At her front door she asked if I would like to come in. I did, but had determined that tonight I would not stay. She made tea for me as I had mentioned that I had drunk enough coffee for one evening. She had offered a glass of wine, but I would be driving again shortly so I declined. She did have a glass of Red. We sat comfortably in the lounge and chatted. There was no innuendo in our conversation. We both knew we were going to be lovers, but not tonight. The acceptance of that cleared the air of tremulous speculation. As I left we shared a deep kiss. Our lips pressed together and our tongues slipped and chased each other around the other's mouth. Our lips stuck together as if unwilling to part and I was the same, unwilling to leave, but instinctively knowing that very soon we would join together. "Will you stay tomorrow night?" Marilyn asked.
                  "Yes, I would like to."
                  She nodded.  "I want you to stay, I want to be naked for you, and you for me. I want to sleep naked in your arms."
                  "We will." I agreed. "Tomorrow. Shall we go out for Dinner? We could go to the 'Elder' if you want."
                  "Oh God no. They would know within minutes what we will be doing later. My face would give me away. No. I shall cook something for us."
                  "Sounds good." I replied.
                  She grinned. "You haven't tasted my cooking yet."
                  I laughed. "It can't be any worse than mine. Anyway the dessert will be a dish of unparalleled delight."
                  "Confident are we?"
                  "I am looking at the unparalleled delight as we stand here."
                  Contrived compliments are always a disaster. Even so Marilyn smiled. "You do know how to make a girl feel good, but wait until you see me without any clothes. Then make up your mind."
                  "I am certain that the actuality will be better than my imagination." She laughed.
                  "Dalzeil. I am not the eighteen year old girl you knew. Thirty has long gone and I will be looking at the big four oh soon."
                  "And not looking a day over twenty five. Marilyn, I am standing in front of a real woman, slim, elegant and very attractive. I am getting to know this woman who is quite different to the young girl I knew when I was just eighteen. She was pretty, but unformed as I was. But then I had different criteria. The woman you are now is so much more than the girl, and I am drawn to this woman as a man not as a boy." I think those words pleased Marilyn and she blushed prettily.
                  She covered her blushes saying. "Well, let's see if you still like me when I have dragged you round the shops tomorrow."
     
     

 
    CHAPTER FIVE
     
     
                  Men are supposed to hate shopping. I am ambivalent about the pastime. I went shopping for a purpose, to buy food or clothes usually. I know what I want