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Chapter8




"Terry what do you have against Gray?" Maxine asked once all the
dishes were cleaned and put away.

Terry looked up from his sitting position on the couch and lifted an
eyebrow. "I have nothing against him at all."

Maxine grunted and got up from her seat across the room. "Terry. Its
obvious to me that you don't like Gray. The way you two glared at
each other all morning long was unbelievable! I mean come on! What's
the deal between you two?" She stood in front of Terry and knelled
down. She took Terry's hand in hers and rubbed her fingers over his
palms. "Please tell me."

Terry looked at Max and saw that she really wanted to know why he
hated Gray so much. "I just... The guy has something about him that I
don't like. He..." `Wants you. And I don't like the way he looks at
you. Like a piece of meat...' Terry thought. "He just is someone I'd
watch out for if I were you."

Max's mouth fell open. "Watch out for? Why? Terry, Gray is a sweet
guy. He's not going to hurt me ya' know? He's a not some Joker or
some evil maniac."

"You never know." Terry said with all seriousness.

Max looked down from Terry's eyes and spoke. "For your sake and your
sake only, I'll be careful when I'm around him. OK?" She looked back
up and smiled.

"OK." Terry leaned off the couch and held Max. "Besides. What would I
do if I didn't have a Robin in the background?" He smiled and Max
laughed.


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"David. This is Gray." Grayson said into his cell phone.

"Well hello! How is everything concerning out helper?"

Gray rolled his eyes. He actually hated when David called Max a
helper. "Like I've said everything is fine. And I have a surprise for
you. She's coming over tonight so you'll be able to meet her."

"Splendid. And I rarely use that word you know. This will be a
perfect interview time to make sure that she is actually the one we
are looking for. I can't wait to meet her. Oh, and Gray?"

"Yeah?"

"Make sure that she spends the night tonight. If you know what I
mean."

Grayson knew exactly what he meant. He meant that they would slip
something in Max's dinner and she would pass out later in the night.
Then they could do what they needed to do. Run some tests... "I know
what you mean. Bye." Gray hung up the phone and headed to the grocery
store. He was going to make dinner tonight and he needed something to
cook right?

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"Mom? Yeah I'm over at Max's. Just wanted to let you know that I was
ok. No she can't baby-sit tonight. She is going out. With a guy. Yeah
first time for everything. Yes she likes him. Anything else you
should be asking Max? Ok mom. I'll be home later. Bye." Terry got off
the phone with his mother. She sure did want to know all about Max's
little date. He sounded way too happy about it. Shouldn't a mom know
that her son likes someone? Well, he thought so anyway.

"Terry."

Terry swiveled in the chair he was sitting on. "Hmmmm?" Terry's mouth
fell open. Max was wearing a tight pair of black pants the weren't
hoochie, but hide nothing none the less. And her blouse was a hot
pink that matched her eyes. It was tight around the top and hugged
her breasts just right and also hugged her torso. The sleeves were
rolled up past her elbows and she wore a nice pair of black casual
shoes.

"What do you think?" She turned around so he could get a full view.

"You look..." `Good enough to eat.' "great! All this for Price?"

"Well, I wanted to look good when he introduces me to his Uncle. I
want to appear sophisticated and intellectual. Even though I am
already both those things eh Ter?" She walked over to a mirror and
ran her fingers through her hair, looking herself over. Gray should
be coming over in 15 minutes or so you know that your welcome to stay
here and if you leave, lock the door on your way out."

"I was planning on going home. I might have to baby sit if mom can't
find a sitter." he groaned.

"Oh, bummer. Well, I hope your mom finds one so you can relax.."

"Me too."

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Grayson had been busy cooking up a storm when he heard the doorbell
to his pent ring. He made sure that the lasagna was still cooking
nicely and went to the door. He looked through the peephole and saw
David's face. He unlocked the door and let David walk in.

"Good afternoon Grayson! Has Miss Maxine arrived yet?" David said
with a glint in his eyes.

"No. I'm going to pick her up at 8." He looked up at the clock and
saw that it read 7:50. "Shit! I'm gonna' be late!" He took off his
apron and tossed it on the love seat. He grabbed his coat and keys
and rushed out the door.

"That was interesting." David said to himself.

The door quickly opened again and Gray's head popped in "And watch my
lasagna! It should take about 20 more minutes." Then the door slammed
and he was gone again.

David opened the microwave and saw a freshly made vanilla cake. He
grabbed a knife and was reached in to cut himself a small slice-

"AND DON"T TOUCH MY CAKE!!!!!" Gray popped in again and just as fast
was gone again. This time you could hear the sound of a car starting
and speeding down the street.

"That boy is something else..."


Ding Dong. Max's doorbell rang signaling the arrival of Gray.

"He's here Ter. So I'm out!" Max ran over to Terry and gave him a
quick kiss before walking up to the door to greet Gray. She opened
the door and said hello.

"My. You do look stunning Maxine." Gray said while looking her up and
down. In the corner of his eye he noticed that Terry was still
there. Sending him a quick glare he took Max's hand and guided her
out the door.

"Bastard." Terry grumbled.




"What in the hell is taking that boy so long? How far away does this
young lady live?" David said to himself as he slowly paced around the
living room. The clock now read 8:35 and he was getting hungry. Just
as his stomach grumbled he heard the key in the keyhole. "Finally!"
The door slowly opened and in walked Grayson with a stunningly
beautiful woman. She was just as he had imagined and a little more.
Her sheer brilliance seemed to shine off of her and her smile could
have lit the darkest of places and warmed the coldest of hearts.
Perfect Helper material.

"Uncle David, this is Maxine Gibson. Maxine, this is my Uncle." He
gestured to them with his hands.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Miss. Gibson." David said and took her
hand in his and kissed it.

Max stuttered a bit in surprise of David's actions. "Like wise."
David stood up and gave her a warm smile.

"I've heard so much about you from Grayson. He is very fond of you
and so am I. I can't wait to see if everything he has been saying
about you is true."

"I hope it has all been good what Gray has said to you." Max turned
to look at Gray who was staring at her.

"Trust me. It's wonderful what he has been saying about you."

"OK! That's enough chit chat. Do you want to have a qrand tour of the
place Maxine?" Gray asked.

"Sure. I'd love to have a tour of the place." Gray took her hand and
led her down a hall on her right. It had 3 doors and a beautifully
designed carpet. The first door was on the left and it was a guest
bedroom. The second door was a closet. And the third door Gray said
that they couldn't go into. It was too messy. Max shrugged her
shoulders and followed him to the other side of the house. Behind the
living room was the kitchen with a huge table top counter. Something
Maxine had always wanted. And on the left there was a doorway that
led to an entertainment room. A BIG big screen tv, a playstation 2,
dvd and vcr player, stereo system, pool table, and card table. After
that room was the bathroom, which had a huge tub (which he mentioned
had a Jacuzzi). And the final destination was Gray's room. The guys'
bed took up 1/3 of the room! It had silk black covers and matching
pillows. He had a computer on a desk along with a few books. His
dresser resided on the other side of the room and was as tall as Max.
He had chandelier type lights which gave the room an eerie yet
soothing glow.

"Done with your little tour yet Grayson?" David asked, his stomach
growing impatient.

"Yes Uncle. Now we can eat."

"You made dinner?" Max asked. She had no idea what kind of cooking
skills he had. Maybe he learned from his mom. Speaking of Mom's,
where were his parents rooms?

"Yeah. I made dinner. And don't worry. I can cook." Grayson laughed
as he lead the way back into the kitchen. "I hope you don't mind
lasagna and salad."

"Sounds delish." The little group headed to the kitchen table and
Gray pulled out a chair for Max. David sat down also and waited for
Grayson to get the food. Gray had already set out the plates and now
was bringing the tray containing the main course to the table. The
smell wafted in the air above and around David and Max's noses. It
really did look edible. Gray cut the lasagna into squares and placed
one on each plate. Then he got the salad and served a little of it to
everyone too. Following suit was a piece of garlic bread and a glass
of Bella Sera. When Grey sat down he put his hands together in
prayer. Max and David did so as well.

"Dear God, I would like to thank you for this food we are about to
eat. And I would also like to thank you for me bumping into Maxine
the other day. I think that I may have found what I have been looking
for." He opened he left eye and peered at Max and saw her
smile. "Amen."

"Amen." David grabbed his fork and almost forgot his manners in his
haste to taste the lovely meal.

The dinner went wonderful. Every once in a while David would ask a
question, and Max would be too happy to reply. They talked about
school life and about business. Table talk. But later the questions
started getting more personal. And Max showed no hesitation in
answering them. Showing David and Grayson that the drugs that they
had put in Max's wine, was in its first stage.




Next chapter will come out sooner. I promise. And I hope that everyone
out there is still reading. This chapter was made thanks too Mrs.
Duncan and the last 1 ½ days of this school's term.
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