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"You don't even care do you?" came Jacqueline's voice.

"No, you know what? Right now I don't give a flyin' fuck. So fuck you! I'm goin' down the pub."

"Yeah, that's your answer for everything isn't it Pete?"

"Fuck you! Go cry on Jamie's shoulder then if you think he's so fuckin' nice."

The door slammed and he heard Pete's car choke into life and rev hard down the drive.

The house was silent for a long time, and then at last the back door swung open and Jacqueline came out in bare feet with a six pack of beer and a gin and tonic. She passed him the beers.

"Sorry about that. That wasn't nice. This is not much fun for you is it?"

"Nah it's sweet," he muttered. "Don't worry about it."

Jamie cracked open a beer and she went and sat in the wicker chair opposite him, pretty in her short denim skirt and a tank top that exposed her tanned belly. They chatted amiably for a while. The twilight deepened, clouds of midges eddied over the grass, the blue of the sky sank towards indigo. He drank the beer until his mind felt pleasantly tight. The chat petered out, replaced by a certain tension. She sat there tinkling the ice in her G and T and avoiding his eye. Then with a deliberate casualness she drew up her legs so that her soles rested on the edge of the seat. In the shadow up her dress he could see lacy, see-through panties. He could clearly make out the shadow of soft hair beneath the pattern of the lace. She sighed a little theatrically and swigged her drink.

She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear and looked at him archly. "You didn't get to answer my question earlier."

Jamie's smile was frozen on his face. It felt a little ghastly and false but he couldn't seem to change it. With the alcohol stiffening his face, his words came out blurry.

"Question?" All he could see was her open legs, that gauzy strip of cotton, erotically plump. His stomach knotted with desire.

"Don't you remember?" Jacqueline twirled her finger in the ice and sucked the water from it. "If you have a girlfriend?" she prompted.

He swallowed drily. "No, I, no I, not really."

She gave a musical, lightly mocking laugh. "No I no I not really?"

"No I don't."

"Why not?"

"Umm I, I'm not sure. I had one, but ... she was ... I didn't ... we broke up."

"You broke up? Why did you break up?" She opened her legs a little wider. He could see how her flesh swelled and, just above the gusset, parted into lips. Did she know what she was doing, how much he could see? It was as if they were replaying the bathroom scene, only in reverse. He tried to tear his eyes away but failed. She kept looking at him expectantly, but he couldn't think straight, even remember the question.

He shook his head. "I ... umm ... do you want another drink? I think I could do with another drink."

"Sure. G and T for me."

He got up, trying to cover his hard-on with his empty beer bottle and limped back into the house. In the kitchen as he poured the drinks, he realised how drunk he was. His head buzzed, nothing seemed real. He went back out and gave her the drink. He was partly relieved, partly disappointed to see that she'd put her feet back on the ground.

He fell back into his seat.

"So?" she said.

"So what?"

"You didn't answer me. Why did you break up?"

"I'm not really sure. I guess we weren't totally suited." He twisted the cap off the beer and drank a few cold mouthfuls. It wasn't tasting so good any more. He should stop, he realised, but he could feel himself going over a certain threshold of not caring. His desire for her scared him. He should really leave, go back home. The whole situation was fucked up. Though he was not, he had to admit to himself, up to driving.

"Was it the sex?" she asked casually, slapping at a mosquito on her arm.

He was sick of being pinned down by her now. "Well I wasn't the one who broke up with her," he said with sudden directness, "but to tell the truth I would have if she hadn't beat me to it, and partly because of the sex, yes. She wouldn't ..."-he swallowed-"... go down ... or ... anything."

Perhaps she was taken aback at th

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