"I heard most of Bobby's conversation so when he hung up I asked. "Somebody wants to date Eileen already?" Yeah, I guess; my uncle Brandon; you met hi... at the wedding, Meagan's dad." Oh yeah; which reminds me, I wanted to ask you, how come your aunt wasn't there; are they divorced too?" No, she died in a car accident three years ago," he responded."Oh, Bobby, that's terrible; I'm so sorry. Meagan never mentioned it." Yeah, I know; she doesn't like to talk about it," he said. "Uncle Brandon has. Here in this little community, we fish mostly, raise cattle, farm, and just live as a group, a collection, a tribe, a commune, call it what you will. we have no interest in i****t laws, or for that matter marriage in the conventional sense, all a man needs to do to have his needs satisfied is to ask, it’s a first come first served system, and it’s a strict rule that it is a case of one night is all you get each time… What you do is enter your name beside hers in the book kept in the front of. The voice! She did know the voice! It was him! The English tourist……As she felt the blush rise up her chest and onto her cheeks she leapt forward and rapped on the glass. Perhaps she was wrong. She hadn’t actually seen the driver properly and she was basing it all on him saying three words. But it was too late the partition was dropping away. She was sat on the right of the car now, rather than direct centre at the back, she could almost touch the steering wheel. “Yes Miss?” he politely. "Oh, dear, you lecherous old man. You would have to stand on my side of her, because she uses her right hand to write. On the other hand, if I dropped my glasses I should have to get down under the table to find them, and as long as I'm down there I shouldn't be able to see what she was doing." He looked straight into Cathy's eyes and asked:" Should I?"Cathy could not stop her voice from trembling when she whispered: "No, sir, you couldn't see a thing. But how do I make the correction, if you.