" He heaved a big sigh, leaned back in his chair and continued, "Look here, Randall, I'm gonna tell you some things that you need to keep under your h...t, even from your mom. Can I trust you to do that?" Of course you can. I keep a lot of things secret form Mom!" OK, let's start with this: Your Aunt Rita has what's call a hyperactive libido. Now, over the last few years, she's taken half a dozen different kinds of pills tryin' to hold it in check but they haven't worked all that well. By that I. Climbing, repelling, zip lines..." CJ started."REALLY dangerous stuff, Heather," Beard added seriously."Don't listen to him," CJ laughed, reassuring me. "Beard is a licensed trainer for the course, and nobody gets hurt. We've got the place to ourselves today."It all sounded really exciting in the car. But seeing the obstacles and challenges of the course was pretty scary. I was convinced this whole thing was Beard's idea, giving him an excuse to touch just about every inch of my body. I had. He'd obviously struck the jackpot. The letter read Dear Timmy, You probably don't remember your uncle Magnus but I remember you. We had such fun together when you were brand new to the world and full of nothing but mirth and meconium. Our time together during your infancy was short but, seeing as that you are my only living relative who does not wish me ill I have decided to bequeath to you my most precious possession. You've won, my boy. A victory by default mind you but a victory nonetheless.. I loved my kid."Ava, I'm your father. Loving you doesn't mean I can have sex with you." Why not? You can't give me kids and you don't have germs, so you won't give me any diseases. You'll just tickle my insides." Tickle my insides." I instinctively grabbed my kid and gave her a hug. "There's more to it than just tickling your insides." So show me." The logic of her argument suddenly got through to me. It was logical. Except for creating children and transmitting diseases, why shouldn't fathers.