I'm sorry - I get this way sometimes. I'm ok now. What where we talkingabout?Oh yes - kick-the-can!For the last two weeks, I've had the most amazing d...eams. I know we'vediscussed my nightmares before (often, in excruciating detail), but thesedreams are as delightful as they are vivid.Always, I find myself eight years old again. I'm leaving home for thetwo-block walk to St. Agnes' Elementary School, when I hear a cheery "C'mon,Let's Go! If we don't hurry, we won't have time to play kick-the-can. Challenged by the malevolent forces, her free will was at stake. Held her against her will, she wanted to get into the fight. Moreover, each time she moved, the robotic mechanisms slammed and pinned her harder. Another mechanical hand appeared out of nowhere. Without hesitation, the black rubber gloved hand slapped her on both sides of the face. She grimaced a facial expression of stern resolve. Again, back and forth, the mindless robotic fingers brushed her cheeks with a few more slaps.“She. Kanepati taruvatha athanu na chirani lagi avathala padesadu. nenu mellaga athani shirt, banian, lungi vippesanu. ippudu athanu drawer midane vunnadu. nenu mellaga na cheyyi athani drawer lo petti kasepu athani modda tho adukuni, a taruvatha danini bayataki tisi,Danini muddulatho nipesi, taravatha koncham koncham ga athani modda motham na notlo pettukuni abaga , inkosari ilanti chance dorakademo anela chika saganu. ala chikuthune mellaga athani drawer kuda tisesanu. ala 20 nimishalu chikina. .. I didn't grow up in a normal family. My mother was a hooker ... a high class one, like an Escort until I was about ten. Then she married a guy and it was OK for a couple of years until I started to sprout boobs. I was only twelve when my stepdad broke me in. And I liked it. But before I was thirteen my Mom caught us and kicked him out." I'm sorry ... I didn't know."No need to be sorry ... leastways not sorry for that. It wasn't your fault. Anyway it worked out for the best because Mom got.