When the driver returned his attention to the road I let Diane know and she slipped her top down again. The driver did another quick look over towards...Diane, just as he began to slow his speed back to the posted limit. As he slowed he realized what had just escaped him and tried to speed up, but traffic filled the lane in front of him. It took another couple of mile for him to catch up to us again. But then I noticed he was slowing down with his directional signal indicating he would be leaving. "I don't see how I could have. Notice the addresses on the file? Those are only generated by one computer, theirs. Also, a search of their computer's logs will show if this document was generated by their computer or not. Simple, really," I said.He nodded, and finally got down to money."This could conceivably run into millions of dollars if they try to stonewall us, you know. The retainer you paid the company, while generous, would be eaten up in just a couple weeks in the event we have to go. He thanked her quietly as he sat down next to Tammy. She just kind ofgrunted and continued on her with book. James just sat quietly looking atthe pages of Tammy's book, wondering what she was reading when he noticedthat he really wasn't noticing the book so much as the ribbed pattern ofthe tights Tammy was wearing. It was a little chilly outside and hehadn't thought about how cold it must be for a girl's legs if she weren'twearing jeans, sweats, or something to keep her legs from. He said his name was Ben Harris and had invited this lovely lady to lunch. I told him he had good taste and that she was a wonderful wife and mother to my sons for 24 years. I wanted to say “til she wasn’t” but i didn’t, it was water under the bridge. I looked at Marsha, who had barely said a word since I arrived. I took her hand, squeezed it lightly and told her I was sorry to intrude and to enjoy her lunch. I let go of her hand, turned and walked away.MarshaTim sat back down at his table and.