I parked immediately behind Helen's minivan.We rang the doorbell, standing together. Helen and the one I assumed to be the judge met us."Come in, come...in," he said. Helen was smiling beside him. Helen cleaned up pretty nicely, too. Her grey hair was shoulder length, brushed pewter, and darned if she wasn't wearing makeup and it worked well for her. And she was wearing a DRESS. Helen. Who I never saw in anything but jeans and a man's shirt.He reached out his hand. I shook it. "Charles Peebles.. By that time, Uncle Elvin was working full time for the furniture and appliance store, and he had saved up enough money that they were able to rent a small house about three blocks from the high school.Until they moved out, Laurie and I screwed each other into exhaustion at least a couple of times a week, at least whenever I could be sure she was safe. It’s a good thing I was keeping track, because more than once, she came onto me aggressively when I knew the risk was too high. I convinced her. I'd like to see what it's about."She chewed and said with her mouth half full, "Hey, aren't you gonna eat?"I looked down at my food and joked, "Don't say eat to somebody who's always horny."She held back a laugh, her mouth still full. She wiped her lips and swallowed and eyed me naughtily. "That's amazing, I was just thinking the same thing." She swallowed again and said, "I really like the way you eat me. You treat me like a really nice meal."I blushed, and quickly looked around.Ronnie grinned. "So, it's back to hours of sitting in the car then?" Flick asked."Well, if I have to sit around for hours, I couldn't think of anyone else I'd rather do it with. In any event, we haven't tried out the back seat in ages," Mark laughed, as Flick slapped his arm playfully."You start packing and I'll go down to the site office and settle up our bill," Flick suggested.MacNab checked for e-mail responses from the people on the database. The fact that there were only a handful of replies confirmed.