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'And smell；' Liz wrinkled her nose。
'Anyway we'd better get back and see what your uncle has to say to this latest development'
As they went out Gavin heard Southgate talking to one of his regulars。 'Interferin' bastards；' the landlord said； 'they oughta walk into the quick sands up to their bleedin' necks。 If I was standin' nearby with a rope I wouldn't throw it 'em。 Let 'em go under I would。'
Professor Lowson was still poring over his books and papers when Gavin and Liz returned。 Gavin opened the door so that some of the tobacco haze could drift out； and briefly related what they had heard in The Bull。 Lowson's eyes narrowed and he listened attentively。
'So；' Gavin concluded； 'there may be some truth in your theory after all。' '
'Hmm；' the Professor looked thoughtful and then returned to his work。 He was not in a municative mood tonight。
Liz heard the door of her 'bedroom' open softly about half an hour after she had crawled into her sleeping…bag。
'Is that you Gavin？' she whispered。
'No； it's the Slime Beast；' he chuckled softly。
'Don't joke about it please； Gavin；'
She felt him lower himself down beside her。
'I'm sorry；' he kissed her lightly。 'I can hear your uncle snoring his head off。 You didn't mind me ing in did you？'
'Of course not'
They lapsed into silence for some minutes。 Gavin had brought his own sleeping…bag with him and was sitting on it。 She stretched out her hand。 He guided her fingers where he wanted them。 It was as though an electric current had suddenly surged through his whole body。 He pressed her backward and kissed her。 Her hand never moved away。
'If we zip these two sleeping…bags together；' he murmured； 'we can make them into a double one。' 。 'OK。' Her reply was eager。 'I'm not wearing anything at all by the way！'
'I shan't be in a minute；' he breathed； already unbuttoning his shirt and pulling off his jeans。 'We shall have to light the lamp so we can fix these zips。'
Gavin made sure that he was pletely naked before he lit the lamp。 As the small enclosed place began to fill with light he undid Liz's sleeping…bag and threw the top cover back。
They looked at each other。 Her large brown eyes focused on his erect manhood； his on her small firm breasts。 Subconsciously she brought her legs together as he looked and he had only a fleeting glimpse of the moist pinkness among the dark hairs。
Their 'double…bed' was ready。 She slid into the soft quilt as he put out the light。 Then they were together； their naked bodies responding to each other's touches。
Her shyness evaporated with the darkness； and her legs parted willingly to allow his eager fingers to probe between them。 Her breath came faster and she moaned with delight。
'You 。。。 you've done this to a girl before。' It was a statement not a question。 Immediately she wished she hadn't said it。 She had no right to pry into his past。 'I'm sorry Gavin I shouldn't have said that It's just； that you。。。 seem to know exactly what to do to me。'
'There aren't many blokes over twenty who haven't been with a girl。' He chose his words carefully。 He told her what she wanted to know。 No details。
There was silence for some minutes。
'I 。。。 hope you won't be disappointed in me。' She trembled as she spoke。 'You see。。。 I'm a virgin；'
He pressed his lips to hers fiercely。 Gavin had never slept with a virgin before。 He would have to go carefully。 He would either make or break their relationship。
Gently； very gently； he eased himself into her。 A little at a time。 Stopping and resting whenever she gasped with pain。 At last he was there。 All the way。
'You're not a virgin anymore；' he whispered。
'I wish you'd done it to me a long time ago；' she replied as he began to thrust gently。 'Oh God！ Gavin； promise me you'll do it to me again。。。 and again！ '
'I promise。'
'What 。。。 what if I bee pregnant？ The students at university take precautions。 I've heard them talking about it'
'I'll be careful；' he breathed。 Trust me just this once。 After this we'll use something more reliable。'
She nodded and relaxed again。 Perhaps she wasn't really bothered if he did get her pregnant。
Half an hour later； after having rested every few minutes； he knew that this time he would be unable to halt his desires。 Swiftly he eased himself backwards。 Just in time！ Liz felt the warmth spurting on to her thighs。 He had not betrayed her trust。
Then they just lay there； content in each other's spent body； quivering in the knowledge of what they had done。 They dozed。 Finally they slept
But Liz felt as though her eyes had hardly closed before they flickered open again。 Her tirednesss was gone。 She was wide awake。
She felt Gavin's body close to her； and heard his rhythmic heavy breathing。 She glanced at the luminous dial of her travelling alarm…clock on a crate by her side： 2。20 am。
She was puzzled。 Very rarely did she wake in the night。 Something must have woken her。 Perhaps it was the excitement of losing her virginity。 She felt her desires welling up again at the very thought。 Her hand delved low and touched Gavin。 His limpness excited her as much as his hardness had done。 He stirred。 She snatched her hand away feeling guilty。
Outside； the breeze rustled softly through the spike…grass。 Then she heard something else。 She could not place the sound。 It was louder than the sighing of the wind； harsher too； like an asthmatic wheeze magnified a hundred times。
As she listened； it came closer。 Now it was directly outside the boarding which covered the slotted windows and the doorway。 Harsh and unreal； reminding her of the snuffling of some wild beast in search of prey。
Suddenly she was afraid。 There was something outside。 Something or someone was looking for a way in！
'Gavin！ Gavin！' There was an urgency in her whisper。 'Wake up。 There's something prowling round the blockhouse！'
He sat up。 The sound came again。 Laboured stentorian breathing。 But there was something else。 Something which sent shivers down his spine without any logical explanation。
The noise reminded him of something wet and slippery being forcibly dragged across terra firma； pausing every so often to rest as though the effort was too great。
Their nostrils twitched。 The scent of the saltings which had been with them since their arrival was now masked by a far more powerful aroma。 The cloying putrifying stench was only too familiar 。。。
'It's 。。。 it's 。。 。' Liz choked and heaved and clung tightly to Gavin。
'Yes；' he breathed。 'That foul smell from the pit…the Slime Beast！'
'It can't be that foul thing out there。。。'
Gavin did not answer。 He did not dare。 How could that loathsome creature have risen from its marshy grave to prowl the saltings？ Yet it had not been dead！ They all knew that。 It had been breathing。 Therefore it was still alive。 So why should