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cinema filled him with excitement.
    Lizzie was delighted by the chocolates Steve presented her with in the cinema, but puzzled when he led her into the back row. Nevertheless, she presumed he had just followed Mike and Tressa, who were in front of them, and she sank into the seat in contentment.
    No one had ever bought her a box of chocolatesbefore and she took off the wrapper and looked in amazement at the selection. ‘All right?’ Steve asked.
    ‘More than all right, much more,’ Lizzie said, and, leaning over, she kissed Steve on the cheek. ‘Thank you.’
    Steve felt expectation fill his body and Lizzie gave a sigh of contentment as the lights dimmed and she sat back to enjoy the film.
    Evidently, Steve was uninterested in the film, for it had barely started when she felt his arm trail around her neck. She made no protest, though, until his hand cupped her breast, and then she gasped in shock. She shrugged her shoulder, hoping to dislodge his hand without disturbing the people in front of them. Steve, thinking Lizzie’s gasp was one of pleasure, began kissing and then gently biting her neck.
    Lizzie threw Steve’s arm off roughly and moved away, sitting up straight in her seat. ‘Stop it.’
    ‘What? Stop what?’
    ‘All that sort of carry on.’
    ‘Oh for God’s sake, Lizzie.’
    ‘Look, whatever impression you had of me at the dance, I’m not that sort of girl.’
    ‘You could have fooled me.’
    ‘Yes, well, now you know.’
    ‘You agreed quick enough to come into the back row.’
    ‘Ssh,’ said someone in front of them. ‘Go and have your row someplace else. We’ve bought tickets for this film and want to see and hear it.’
    ‘Sorry,’ Lizzie responded, flaming with embarrassment.
    Steve was smiling, but in the darkness she couldn’t see that. ‘Look around you,’ he whispered in her ear.
    She did, and though she could see little she knew some of the people were in very odd positions altogether and her eyes widened in shock when she thought she saw Mike’s hand inside Tressa’s clothes. Maybe, she thought, you said you were up for things like that when you agreed to go into the back row. She didn’t know the rules for this place. They’d never had any type of cinema in Ballintra, but she had no intention of forgetting herself.
    ‘We’ll hold hands,’ she said.
    ‘Hold hands!’ Steve cried in dismay. He’d forgotten to lower his voice and the people in front glared around at them. ‘I’ll have a word with the usherette if you don’t pack it in.’
    Mortified, Lizzie grasped Steve’s hand firmly. After all, she told herself, she hardly knew the man and he wasn’t her type at all. Holding hands was really all he could expect.
    Steve held hands, knowing he’d get no further and would only worsen things if he was to insist or try and force Lizzie; but never had he sat and just held hands before, especially if he’d bought drinks and chocolates. This time he’d even splashed out on a meal as well. Most girls would be more than grateful and not averse to a bit of slap and tickle themselves. Look at Tressa with Mike. Christ, he envied him, but his Lizzie sat rigid and he knew if he wanted to win her he’d have to play by her rules, for now at least.

CHAPTER THREE
    Because of the girls’ shifts, it was the 23 rd of December before Tressa and Lizzie saw Mike and Steve again, when they were taken to a theatre called The Alex to see Snow White and the Seven Dwarves.
    ‘A fairy story!’ Lizzie cried in disbelief.
    ‘It’s a pantomime,’ Steve said.
    ‘What’s a pantomime?’
    ‘You’ll see.’
    And Lizzie saw. She saw a sort of play with music, where the principal boy was a girl dressed up and the crowd were encouraged to boo and hiss and cheer and clap and some of the jokes were so suggestive they made her face flame. She wasn’t at all sure if she enjoyed it or not, but the others seemed to and so she said nothing. Then, they were taken to the Old Joint Stock for a few