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heart thumping as she waited to hear what was coming next.
    â€˜I thought we could go down to Bournemouth on Saturday night after work, book into a hotel, have dinner somewhere nice and come back on Sunday. What do you think?’
    She felt a moment of excitement – then panic. Here was the opportunity she’d been waiting for, but now it was a reality she felt scared. So far during their clandestine meetings, she’d kept him at bay, teasing him, but in a hotel room she’d be expected to have sex with him.
    Sensing her dilemma, he gazed into her eyes and said softly, ‘I can’t wait to hold you in my arms without worrying about being seen. I’ll take good care of you, Connie. I promise you’ll enjoy it as much as I will.’ He waited.
    She stood looking at him, wondering what to do. This man had such a hold over her that she found it hard to resist his invitation. Then he smiled at her, and she was lost. Taking a deep breath, she said, ‘I’d love to.’
    There was a look of triumph in his eyes. ‘That’s wonderful. Bring a case with your things on Saturday, and after we close go to the station, I’ll meet you there.’
    She watched him walk away, now nervous but also thrilled about the prospect of the weekend ahead.
    Betty sidled up to her. ‘What was all that about then?’
    â€˜Nothing, just telling me about some stock due in tomorrow,’ she said, and she moved away.
    Betty frowned. Connie was lying, she was sure. She didn’t trust John Baker one little bit, and she was concerned for her friend, but business was brisk and she didn’t have time to question Connie further. By the time she’d finished and collected her things from the staff room, Connie had already left the building.
    During the following days, Connie fended off any further questions from Betty, and as Saturday loomed, she began to wish she’d refused to go to Bournemouth – yet at the same time, as she tried to sleep at night, she couldn’t help trying to visualize being in bed with John. She had already told her mother she was staying with Betty over the weekend. This didn’t raise any questions, as she’d done so many times in the past. It was a much-needed break from the unwelcome attentions of her grandmother, who loudly voiced her concerns about the lack of morals of the young people of today, which were pointedly aimed at Connie.
    On Saturday morning, she picked up her small case in which she’d packed the new nightdress and underwear she’d bought during the week and a new pale green dress with a fitted bodice and full skirt. When she’d purchased these things, she couldn’t help but be thrilled, feeling she was being really risqué and grown up. She’d leave Southampton a virgin and return a woman! But at the same time, she was worried about her lack of experience in such matters. Would John Baker find her a disappointment? How dreadful that would be.
    She hardly saw John during Saturday as the shop was busy, but as she walked towards the staff room at the end of the day, he passed her and winked. She put on her coat and hurried outside before Betty emerged from the ladies’ room. She didn’t want her friend to see the suitcase. Betty was a bright girl and would immediately guess what was happening.
    During the walk to the station, she almost turned back, but curiosity and anticipation overcame her fears and she waited outside the station entrance for the man who was to be her lover. She thought of him as that over and over in her mind. Her lover! How sophisticated that sounded. Whilst she was thinking about this, she saw the man in question striding towards her, smiling as he came closer.
    â€˜For one awful moment, I wondered if you’d change your mind,’ he confessed.
    She lowered her head and looked up at him, coyly. ‘Why ever would I do such a thing?’ she lied.
    Putting his arm around her, he