Evenutally she turned to look at me. Her cheeks blazed but she was still smiling. Her beautiful brown eye struck me and her tousseled blonde hair look...d windswept but stylish – almost Farrah Fawcett-ish. ‘Sorry’, she was impish now. ‘Listen I know you have a lot on. When do you think you can get to this? I really want to get it done today’, I asked. ‘I have to finish this analysis first, it’s for the executive briefing on Monday and then I’ll work on yours, but I don’t think I can have anything. He screams. Loudly. It hurts…his mind cannot get past this one glaring fact. It hurts. And now the screaming begins to hurt too. His ears, his throat, the stinging flesh where the imprint of her hand must surely be now. ‘Stop it,’ she is saying. ‘Stop it. Now. Stop it!’ another smack across his bottom. He screams louder and she hits him again. Enraged, he turns and launches himself at her, small plump fists clenched. He pummels her thighs, hands curling into claws. His nails dig into her skin,. She tied me to the bed which seemed nice and kinky;then she recited something made me feel all hinky.Her voice got real deep and it thundered- satanic!As her eyes burned bright red I'll confess that I panicked.She sneered, "You insulted my sisters and me,before the whole nation, quite offhandedly..."But I looked good enough when you wanted to fuck,you butt-ugly bastardly hypocrite schmuck!"And then I beheld in the mirror above me,a scene straight from the X-Files! (w/ David Duchovney)I was. Just take a look at what happened to my car!’ One of the workers retaliated with her words, saying that if she had been watching where she was going and stopped, then they could have prevented all of this. Yep. She’s definitely hot. Hot tempered that is. Henry only rolled his eyes and smiled, giving the woman the best smart-aleck response he could give, deliberately moving into her personal space to make her uncomfortable. ‘Well Miss, maybe if you could have just apologized and asked for help.