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Going outside, I sat in the car and activated the GPS tracker. When I saw where Claire's car was, I pulled out my cell phone and hit the first speed dial button.After four rings--five would have taken it to voice mail--I heard her answer softly. "Hello, Wade." Honey, where the hell are you?" I asked, knowing that she had come back into town and was parked in the lot of the Holiday Inn Express. "I've been worried about you ever since you ran out of Mindy's classroom. Roger and Nan are worried too."Claire was silent for about five seconds. Then I heard her say, "I couldn't face you after what Mindy said. I couldn't face my kids either, or my parents. I am staying by myself tonight, Wade, and I'm not telling you where I will be. I may stay more than one night. I have to get some things clear in my head and let things calm down a bit; then we will talk. Please let me have some space for a day or two. If you still want me to be your wife after what you heard today, and after what I have to. He stared down at her silently for a moment. He leaned down to kiss her. Her head turned quickly away from his. With both hands he grabbed her face towards him before forcing his mouth on hers. She clenched her mouth shut trying not to let him in, she was trying to stay strong but his hands began to roam her body. She couldn't do much to fight him off, she never could. She loved him. His hands started to pry open her thighs so his body could rest between them, she tried again to push his hands away. It was too late he had already opened her thighs enough to get his hand into her panties and a finger quickly guiding her to the edge of the world. He finally took his mouth from hers and whispered the words she loved to hear him say."Please kiss me,” he said. Excitement was filling her and taking over her body and making its way into her mind, almost pushing away the rest of her resolve. She had to make herself stay strong and keep saying no. He kissed her neck and chest, and finally her.
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