"Uh-oh. Guess i better behave then." He said laughing. "What kind ofpunishment?" Anything i deem appropriate. It may be different each time." I said.I... steeled myself for the next one, knowing that it could all go wrong atthis point. "Third forfeit. I can do anything i want to you, and you haveto let me without resistance." I said."Huh, what do you mean?" he said, cocking his head.I reached over and playfully started slapping his face gently. He raisedhis hand up to stop me."Nope, hand down.. For the entire week we would meet up and sun bath together. He told me about his family. All 5 of his c***dren were married and out of the house. His wife is a successful business woman who is gone most of the time and they have a sexless marriage. He travels to help with his own sexual frustrations. I didn’t know what that meant.On the last day, I was nude packing my clothes in an overly stuffed suitcase and there was a knock at the door. When I opened it Cram was standing there in tightly. He also was full of old stories of the 'old times' but I couldn't really tell what was very different about the times he recounted over the times we were now in. Except for the creatures he described- there were certainly no sudden death dagger-teeth, and no tall as trees shaggy flop eared tuskers, that I ever knew of. For which, I thanked My God, as I had no desire to meet such.The spirit bears were more than enough of a danger to face, armed with arrows and spears. We managed to leave them. Dad saw me hold my head and asked if I had a hangover.“Uhuh” was all I managed to get out as I stumbled back to bed.“Fancy some nice strong coffee?”“Ooo, not half dad, thanks.”Two hours later we were giggling arm in arm walking down the high street, dad was taking me for breakfast and then shopping, he wanted to buy me something special, as it was Fathers Day?????I couldn’t wait, I dived in the shoe shop and looked all round for a new pair but couldn’t see anything – anything, me, normally the.