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saying 1 "there, there, it' is all over now.
You're going to be a good boy now."

Por a forty-five ye.ar old woman she was
reasonably presentable~ Not likely to .5e1: the
world on fire. but a qor.>dcatch for a man of
her .age. She pul.1ed the boy to her body" his
face jwst ;re,iO.chingher br'east.s, his face. pu.~.hed
hard against the nylon jumper and themysterlons
hardness of her bra underneath. His hands were
pushed against her ghis hands throhbiu,g between
his chest; and he.r hi-pSt his face pushed hard
against the lines of llP...r kxra and t:.'1£: softness
o'f the overo-pill. Olrebreast, each side o:f his
facet one breast on ei-lch d.l£.."ek,.pressing, almost,
suffoc.iating, so that all he could breathe was
the .Perfume of her deodoriiUrt~ the smell of a
woman undressed. Hi.s tf!ars d.ried. on the :mater-
ial, dry.ing instantly but leaving anat:om spot
of his body en her clothes, on her j:umper,
leaving a part of his body w.1. th her untd.L she
changed her clothes again.

His sobs l:.i::opped,bemused by the emotions
he felt, .bythe pain iliU"l.t.lt.llesudden softness,
the chast.iser and sudden comforter, he cou.ld
not decide if he ·wa.sPunished or Jt·ewax:ded• .she
pushed him away.

·"I..e·t that he it lesson t..o you. I don' tWiiUlt
to have to caney(')'uag-~n .. ever .again. But if
I do, I can promisey:ou that yon wi.ll know it!"

~~e boy sniffed and left the roam* .My class
and I stood silent.ly and watched.him go,t".rying
to probe his mind. She looked cut of the door-
way. "Sor.ryt.o h.mv;e kept you for Sol long, Mr.
Bewl.ey. What a naught.yboy he is. A read villain.
I can see he' 1~ be hac.k for lllIOre before 1"..00 long!"

She gave :me a big smLle and clicked. downthe
cor:ridQl:' as if she had ju.st.marked a register.
The six~th fo:t':l!elntered the clas.s very quie.Uy.
'1'hey were strangely subdued and a gulf' opened
tg? between ns , Wehad seen her cane the boy
but we had been separated by it. No:matter how

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