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    â€œTwelve seconds?”
    â€œI know it was twelve seconds because I was watching that damned clock,” George said. “But I didn’t care about that clock anymore when I saw you.”
    Claire put a hand on his cheek and grew a little misty-eyed.
    â€œWhen he let us go,” George went on, “I ran out there looking for you, but ten minutes had already passed. I couldn’t find you anywhere. I must’ve run around that school three times.”
    Claire giggled.
    â€œBut I saw you again two weeks later.”
    â€œAt assembly.”
    â€œI didn’t let you get away that time.”
    â€œNo,” Claire said. “You didn’t.”
    George reached behind his back and came up with a black jewelry box. It was too big to be a ring, but just the perfect size for a necklace. Claire took it with trembling fingers.
    â€œI really loved that video,” George said. “I can’t believe you went through so much trouble for me. I want you to know I love you more than anything in this world. I know you’ve had your eye on that for quite a while. I’m giving it to you tonight because this day reminds me of how special you are, how you mean the world to me. You’ve given me everything I’ve ever wanted, so I want to do the same for you…”
    With all the build-up, Claire almost couldn’t get the box open in her excitement. But she managed. And although the item inside was beautiful, expensive and exquisite, Claire felt a brief pang of let down when she saw the necklace.
    George got her a curving journey pendant with five diamonds set in white gold. The diamonds grew in size as they descended from the chain, but for the life of her, Claire couldn’t remember ever requesting anything so extravagant.
    But it was beautiful.
    â€œIt’s wonderful,” she said.
    George stood and wrapped her in his arms. He kissed her deeply and pressed his body into to hers. Claire felt him growing against her.
    â€œTurn around,” he said. “Let me put that on for you.”
    Claire returned the pendant and turned her back on him. She raised her hair, and George secured the latch quickly. Claire stepped away when he was done so she could admire the necklace in the mirror over their dresser. George followed. He stood behind her and unzipped her dress while she leaned in for a closer look.
    â€œ Oh, my God, George . This is incredible!”
    â€œNothing’s more beautiful than you,” he said.
    She turned to face him. He slid the dress down her frame, and Claire stepped out of it gingerly. She didn’t feel self-conscious at all with his eyes on her. She even felt comfortable with her belly. She peeled off her undergarments slowly, and George’s eyes grew larger by the second.
    â€œWow,” he said when she was down to everything but his gift. He put his hands on her sides then held her hips and caressed her butt. Claire backed him towards the bed with a hand on his throbbing member.
    â€œWhy don’t you take your pants off?” she suggested.
    He jumped out of the britches like they were poisonous and sat down on the mattress. Claire climbed on top of him like a leopard. She put her hands on his neck and looked him in the eyes as she eased down and took him into her. George grabbed her hips again and she moaned, already close to climax.
    â€œI’ve been thinking about this for too long ,” she whispered. “I’m already ready…”
    He cupped her left breast and suckled the nipple delightfully.
    â€œGo ahead,” he said. “I’ll make sure you get another one.”
    And he did.
    * * *
    Claire woke up at 3:43 a.m. That was odd because she had wine with dinner. Alcohol coupled with the pipe work George laid down last night should have had her knocked out until the alarm went off. But Claire wasn’t tired at all. She didn’t even feel like she’d been asleep.
    She sat up