I didn't resist. I couldn't fight him. But I didn't return his kiss."You aren't dirty," he sobbed. "You're a victim. You're a victim because I'm an ig...orant asshole. This is my fault. I fucked up in Vermont. I had trouble dealing with things. Unfortunately I didn't realize what was important to me until you left. I won't let you go again."I smiled at him. I really do love him."Yes you will," I said calmly, reasonably. "It's worse now. This past weekend ... well, it's worse now. You can't love. Madeleine was easy company, easy to talk to. I found myself telling her things I’d never told anyone else. Perhaps she was a good listener, or more probably I was subconsciously thinking I’d not see her again, except maybe on the flight home. We were half an hour from landing when Maddy wrote on a piece of paper and handed it to me. ‘What’s this?’ I asked. ‘The phone number of my friends place, where I’ll be staying. I was thinking…’ She paused, suddenly unsure of what she was doing. ‘I was. "You know my missus," he said, "And me sister," he said."What?" I asked, "Yes of course." Biblically!" he said, "One and tuppence you paid you bastard!" Look, it was a fair price," I explained."Fair, yes fair," he agreed, "You know my wife, well I knows yours!" Everyone knows Clarissa," I said uncomprehendingly."Biblically!" he said, "And not just me Mr 'Ardhaker sir, 'alf the bloody lads in village Mr bloody 'Ardhaker sir." What!" I expounded."Poked her Mr 'Ardhaker sir," he said, "Do you hear. We are kissing vigorously our tongues rolling ohhh noo, the boy is going to give me a tangle of my life and I felt seriously while this tussle is going on, suddenly he flipped me to the ground, and pinned me. Stunned by the incident, I tried to roll him on his back, but he has the upper hand. He pinned me on the ground with his left hand going thru my underarm, wrapped very tightly and the fingers stroking my left boob from side. Before I counter and he pinned but not climbed on my body, he was.