”“Look, I know you were gung-ho sex on the table from word one. But I wasn’t, Janice. I’ve never been like that.” Tamara thrust her hair bac... from her face and tied off a loose ponytail behind her. “So, no. I think I’m done. OK?”“Oh fuck off. Do you like sex?”“Of course.” Tamara said.“How long has it been?” Janice asked.“Two years-ish.”“What’s the ish?”“Twenty six months.” Tamara frowned.“Mother. Fucker.” Janice slow whistled her surprise. “God! Your vibrator’s motor must be begging for. Does Elaine drink" ? I said 'Her family background is Irish. They all like a drink,but Elaine does not drink all the time. If she starts drinking, she drinks like a fish, but sometimes goes a long time without drinking at all". Lenny said " That's good ". He reached to a table and picked up a brown bottle and said "These are some tablets my wife had. They are one's she got given to take before she had an operation.They put you spark out for about 4 hours and you cannot remember anything. ‘Hello darling. Supper’s ready. Do you want to go upstairs first?’ I had to disappoint her. Having missed lunch, I was ravenous, and I needed to talk to her. (Also, I was still getting over servicing Fran.) So she served up the unpretentious meal I had requested and I told her I had something very important to say to her. Starting with a sincere apology for not having told her at once, I recounted my story. This was the third time I had been through it so I was well rehearsed, and I added. "Yeah I don't have to see you every morning ugly face!" I snapped and shoved him hard."Hey! Watch it, snot eater!" Ear waxer taster!" I shot back."Ok! That's enough!" Mom scorned as she came in with two big boxes. She placed them down. "Am I going to have to tell you the story again where you two were miserable because you were separated?" No mom. Please don't!" Abel pleaded. I seconded that.My dad followed with two bigger boxes. "I think that's all Elena," he said to my mother."These two are.