”“What’s ice?” asked Tina.“It’s when the water gets so cold it turns into a solid and you can’t drink it. You can lick it though, but yo... have to be careful. First time I tried it my tongue stuck and I counted up to 20 before my warm breath melted the ice and released me.”Tarquin almost asked what ‘20’ was, but stopped himself in time. He glanced at Tina furtively. Yeah, he thought so, she was looking at him with that quizzical look on her beak again. Only Tina, in Tarquin’s experience, could. Next morning, I said “sorry” on which she replied, “It’s okay Rocky.”In the afternoon, we again started chatting.Me: “I am not drunk today. Can you please reply to the question which I asked yesterday.”Ashwini: “Are you serious Rocky.”Me: “Very much.”Ashwini: “In that case, I would love to be But it has to be in between us only. Loves you, baby. Muuahh.”This sealed a deal for me. I was not in a hurry and wanted to open this envelope slowly to enjoy every moment. We had lots of chats over a. Could I?...'She pushed the slipper that had reddened my backside towards me. 'Why not?'I turned it over in my hands. 'How old do you think it is?''At least thirty years. And I reckon it must have met your bottom more than 1,500 times. Think about it,' she went on. 'Two slippers, in rotation. A slippering at least once a week, between the ages of thirteen and eighteen. An average of ten strokes a session. That's over 2,500 times your derriere was warmed by me. And that's a conservative estimate.. Bastard. How many times has he been told not to do that. He neverlistened and just did things his way." My anger towards my father wasbuilding."You should call your mom Lex," Jenny advised."I'm not calling her. She didn't even want to tell me my father wasdead. She had to call Katie and have her tell me."Katie speaks up trying to defend my mother. "She figured you would justhang up on her. Plus, she thought you should be told face to face andnot over the phone."That's bullshit," I scream.