He reached down to pick up one of his slippers that was sitting beside the bed. Dave has big feet, and for some reason he favours those Granddad-style... tartan slippers with the leather soles. I realized I was about to get very well acquainted with this particular slipper. “Since this is your first spanking, we’ll do it over your PJs.” I felt a little disappointed, but a tiny bit relieved at the same time. I’d kind of always imagined being hand spanked, it seemed likely that a slipper would. Stone came in theroom, and said, "Very strange about you claiming to be Terri Donemore,but on a whim I looked up that social security number you gave me, itmatched a Terry Dunmore." That's me! Now do you believe me?" You can't be Terry Dunmore, he died in a fire this Tuesday morning." No it can't be, didn't all the things I said about being him check out?" We figured you somehow knew him, found out about his death, and theshock did this to you. You will be going in the community ward. I was on the deck and I hadn’t even taken time to call Alison. To be honest for the last two days while out of town, I hadn’t even thought of her. I would really have felt bad, if she called me, but she didn’t. It seemed as though we didn’t have any string that forced us to keep each other in mind.I absolutely admit that I had missed Alison. When you are twenty, then ten years doesn’t seem to matter. I was fifty five and Alison was at least sixty five. Sure I thought about it. We had to be more. ‘I’m sorry. I’ll never never never never ever ever laugh at you again!’ I promised, turning my head to look at him so he could see I was being sincere. It was at that moment, that it seemed to register with both of us how close we were. I looked into his eyes. His face started into that crooked smile. In anticipation of seeing it, I bit the corner of my lip. His face fell and his gaze moved to my mouth. He leaned towards me. His lips pressed lightly against mine. I signed and melted back into.