One of the addresses was right here in the Tacoma area.When I told him, Blake decided we should visit it and see if he left anything behind that might...help us. That evening we used the stolen car and went there. It was a place similar to ours. A simple little house on a quiet street. The yards of all the houses in the area were kept up. They were nothing great but they weren't flops either. We pulled into the driveway and turned around. No one got curious about us. We pulled back down the. The sky was grey with impending rain, the leaves on every bush within sight had been ripped off by the harsh wind wiping round the house and I couldn’t read the temperature on the thermometer. By mid afternoon I had managed to not do the housework, except for my son’s room, to burn the dinner apart from the brussel sprouts and to singe a hole in my husband’s favourite shirt. My son arrived as usual at around lunch time, slammed the door louder than ever and went upstairs. Following my usual. Black sat in his "Headmaster's Office" sipping a vodka martini, perfectly made by a 14 year old second year student. Mr.Black sat naked in a comfortable clear plastic body molded chair, and the fourteen year old Korean boy knelt between his legs, licking his fat full scotum. The boy was an excellent ball licker. But then most of the boys were. The Korean boy was naked too of course. He had not worn clothing in almost six months. He had progressed to the classes where all the boys were bare. Even sitting in the plane waiting for takeoff was nerve-racking. Takeoff was a MIGHTY good feeling! I start to relax naturally for the first time.In LA, the first thing I did was check to see if I could get on a quicker flight to Corvallis ("No."), then I found a corner away from everyone else. I sent Vanessa a text message, "Very good trip. I'll be landing in Corvallis in about 4 hours. You can call me if you wish."There was no response for about five minutes, so I went to the bookshop to find.