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they ended up on the carpet.
    "Not here!" Karla almost shouted as he lifted her shortie pyjama top.
    Twenty minutes later after a bout of love making that left them both gasping and covered in perspiration she broke free and ran into the bedroom. He followed, grabbed her, tossed her on the crisp sheets beneath the pulled-back blankets and everything was repeated with even more enthusiasm than the first time.
    Sometime in the small hours of the morning, Karla awoke realised she was not alone in bed and they made love again. By the morning she was exhausted but he wanted more.
    "Ryan," she screamed as he reached for her. "I've got to get to school in an hour."
    But it was to no avail as he mounted her and everything else was forgotten.
    *
    Before the children arrived, Chrissy came into her classroom "I noticed that you arrived in that white Hilux and your car never moved all night," she said.
    "So?" Karla retorted.
    "I reckon he must have been a real stud. You look as if you been through a washing machine."
    "Oh hell," Karla gasped as she ran her hand through her hair. "I forgot to brush it."
    "You naughty girl," Chrissy giggled. "How many times? Two… three." She stared at Karla. "Oh my God he stayed all night and you did it every hour on the hour. No wonder you look washed out."
    "Oh don't be crude," Karla retorted. "Anyway it is none of your business."
    "Of course not, Miss Spicer," Chrissy whispered. "Once the dam bursts, you know."
    "No I don't," Karla snapped. "And by the way, I can't remember seeing your Long Term Plan for the end of the year on my computer. Wasn't it due in last Tuesday?"
    Chrissy nodded. "It'll be there. Had trouble loading it."
    "Of course you did," Karla replied. "Before the school holidays, Chrissy and not tomorrow at quarter to four. Understand?'
    "Yes, Miss Spicer," Chrissy replied mimicking a school child. She chuckled, affectionately brushed Karla's arm and retreated from the classroom.
    *
     

CHAPTER 3
    New Zealand schools ran a four-term year divided by a two-week holiday break and six weeks over the summer months starting a week before Christmas. Term Three finished in late September so Karla and the other teachers at Tui Park Primary had two weeks holiday. Usually during her break she would have a week away from the school by visiting one of the tourist areas or tramping in the ranges. In the second week she would spend much of her time back at school preparing for the new term.
    This holiday, though, she decided to spend the first week catching up at school and have her break away during the last week. She didn't really admit it to herself but it fitted in with Ryan's hours for he was not on holiday and spent the time at school when no children were there, to wash the school windows, polish corridor floors and clean all those little extra places in the fifteen classrooms that the cleaners weren't contracted to do on a daily basis.
    At mid-morning on Monday Karla was sitting in her office immersed in her computer when she heard a faint cough and glanced up. "Oh, hi Ryan," she said.  "I guess it is time for a break."
    Ryan grinned, walked out and returned a moment later with two steaming mugs of coffee and a paper plate of muffins and dainty sandwiches. "Whipped this up for you," he said.
    "Ryan, that's kind of you but what's this whipped up bit?"
    He laughed. "Okay, I got them from the coffee bar down the road. Thought you'd feel like a something at this time." He hesitated as he always did when he wanted to say more.
    "Go on." Karla swung her chair around, took one coffee and nodded at the armchair.
    "You usually have only a week away and the second back at school," he said. "Why are you here?"
    Karla flushed. "No reason," she muttered. "Just wanted to get everything done,"
    "For both weeks?"
    She shrugged. "Not really." She glanced up. "Why?"
    "I'm having some of my annual holidays all next week and was planning to visit the farm. Thought you might like to come."
    Karla grinned. "The