" Plus he thought to himself laughing, it had to be a joke. A pink ninja called Tiffany."Yeah alright, I promise," he grumbled picking the card up off...the table. "Tell you what. Just to make you happy, I will even go check out this anger management stuff the lawyer told us about." Really?" Tara asked sceptically."Yeah really," He rolled his eyes at her, "You can come too. Be good to know you knew how to defend yourself if shit-for-brains ever shows up again." There's something else, since you. I walk downstairs and around the corner through the living room into the kitchen. We have such a large house it feels excessive at times. I see both my parents there, mom is in her pink silk kimono and dad is in his boxers. They are being their usual selves.I stand on the other side of our large kitchen island as I look at them standing completely still on the other side, facing the big windows towards our backyard. Mom has a bowl and whisker in her hands and dad is hugging her from behind.Dad. This occasionally happens to us."I was thankful for Ira including both of us but I still correct, "Alexi, Ira is supporting me by telling you we both have occasional emotional issues, however that is an incorrect association. I still have emotional attachments to Ben Blaine which sometimes create unfortunate issues."Ira adds, "Yes these issues have been acknowledged to become problematic in the past."Alexi questions, "Mira, did you destroy any televisions?"I look at Ira and blush and Ira. "My husband used to feel my tits through my dress," she whispered, "buthe never felt my cunt and I never saw or felt his prick until our weddingnight". "Did he have a big prick?" I asked, "how would you know anyway? Howmany pricks have you felt?" "Just his," she whispered. "All right then," I said, "feel mine and tell me if it is bigger" "I couldn't!" she gasped in horror, "I just couldn't". "You don't have a lot of choice," I said, "have you forgotten what Isaid about Gillian?" She began to.