He heard the voice again. It sounded like it came from behind the buildings, from the alley. He led Dylan around the next building and towards the all...y.Devonsville was a small town. The business district was about a block long, with maybe fifteen small stores. Behind that was pretty much nothing ... a few acres of field, and then the treeline. The houses, the rest of the town, started a few hundred feet on down.Clipper saw a man, standing in the field. He saw two more, as he passed further. " Good. That's what women do; or at least some of them. I try to avoidit." Yes, but Maria was looking really closely at me when we had coffeetogether last week."Clara just gave me a rueful grin. "You said you wanted to stay on asAndrea. You have to take risks with pleasures." Yeah." Try not to say "Yeah" my dear. It sounds coarse and masculine. You'llneed some money because you don't have a credit card. Remind me. "I thanked her and helped clean up the dinner dishes. Aunt Clara settleddown with. Trish patted beside her, “Here, I’ll wrap the sheet around me. Lie beside me. Dave has told me you saw a lot more than we wanted you to see. So I need to try and explain.”Trish then explained how she had been given a lot of unasked for attention by an uncle when she was young. Her mother hadn’t believed her and she had had to cope with things herself. She did this, by shutting down every man that made the slightest of advances, she even rebuffed men that made even the most simple of. However, I couldn’t help feeling that she was appraising me in some way, and certainly her eyes ran a couple of times up and down my body, and a slight gleam came into her eyes. That might have been because I was checking her out as well – and, being young and inexperienced, was probably rather more obvious about it.After a moment, she said something like: ‘Well, I shouldn’t keep you – you’re such a pretty girl, I’m sure you’ve got a boyfriend waiting for you somewhere!’‘Oh, no!’ I assured her,.