The museum had tried to make the collection interesting but the truth was that Heron had collected an awful lot of very dull things. The culmination o...f the show was, though another matter.In a room that had been decorated to make it appear like the inside of a Maharajah's palace, the walls hung with velvet drapes, tied back with great loops of silken cords. There was a sunken area behind a barrier designed to stop visitors from falling into it. In the centre of the pit a slim pillar held aloft. "Goodness," came a soft voice. "Am I disturbing you?"I turned around. It was her. She had closed the door behind her and was leaning back against it. The look on her face was calm but I thought I could see a bit of sparkle in her eyes. Maybe that's why I said just what I was thinking rather than rephrase it into some less obvious words."You disturbed me the moment I saw you."I could have bit my tongue. "Nice going Caroline. Like being subtle much?" But then I saw the smile spread across her. "He..." I cleared my throat, " ... he's okay, but he wants me to do ... stuff." He wants you to have sex?" My dad sat back a little."Yeah," I nodded, playing with my purse sitting on the table in front of me."Uh ... Do you? I mean ... Have you?" Had sex?" I looked up, into his face, just so I could see the look in his eyes, just so I could see if he was jealous, and I hated myself for that. For playing this game with my dad."Yeah," he nodded, looking back at me, but all I saw was concern, a. It was well formed, extremely well cared for and her toe nails were coated burgundy red. I wondered if her boy toy maintained her feet like this.Cindy handed me a bottle, "Here, Peter some lotion for you to use." Then went back into the kitchen to finish the drinks.She handed Roz some fruity concoction, me my scotch and also placed a glass of ice water next to me on the floor. Then she sat down next to Roz and touched glasses."You too Peter. Let's drink to our friend Red in the hope that she'll.