"But I am, I just haven't told her, so she has just had a shock." Matthew? What's going on? Are you in trouble?"Matthew sighed and watched at the empt... street. "Yeah," he replied idly. "I just need to go and see Katherine. Gareth'll tell you all about it, he's told every fucker else."Katie took a deep breath and looked behind her at Gareth dawdling by the doorway. "Good luck," she said and watched as her friend set off across the park and towards the house where Katherine lived."He's in such. It was the most painful day in my whole life.Now I printed small yellow labels to some of the OBSERVER front pages that read, "The name of the cheating married teacher with her lover's child is Christine Bladh-Adamson."I mailed those magazines to Christine's parents, her sister, her headmaster, her union secretary, to the local newspaper and to the library.Back home after work Christine stared at me and she must seen that I was in a very bad shape but since she was still mad at me for the last. She feels its life, its lust for her, its contempt. He whips it across her lips. She will not do it! She hates that thing! She won't do it for anyone, let alone this stranger. Her lips stay shut, teeth clenched.He persists for a while, seems to want her to yield, her resistance urging him to force her. But then a new approach. His buttocks, smooth and sweating and tight, clamp down on her chest, squashing her down on the bench; then slide from her bosom to drag her blouse down from her tits. On. I almost lost my balance during that,but the quiet dignity of my companion instilled something of the samein me. I worked hard at not appearing too clumsy. Naomi noticed, andgave me a small approving smile while giving my arm an encouragingsqueeze with her free hand.Wow, that woman could say volumes without speaking one word. I think Iwas in love from that moment on, but wouldn't embarrass her by showingit. Not too much anyway.Once we were outside, I had to put on a pair of sunglasses.