"You are certainly chipper!" Tess observed."Sarcasm, ma'am?" I responded. Tess laughed. "I don't read you. Am I on the wrong script?" You worried me,"...Tess explained. "You were too cheerful. I know something about men who hold everything inside. They eventually fall apart. Now I understand."I didn't."FRAGO," Mary Popov announced. "There's something we want you to investigate. A shuttle is being prepped for you." Take Dawn and her kitty," Tess said. "What is it with you and animals? I thought. It felt more like- - -a compliment, not a put down!"I felt unusual and self conscious talking with Ellie about women's fashions and wondered where in the world I had even picked up the vocabulary then realized that I indeed knew the difference between a cami and a teddy as well as a page boy and a chignon. I also knew that Ellie was wearing two shades of eye shadow and brown eyeliner. How absolutely strange that she liked my mascara, blush and eyebrows.Then I realized with some chagrin I had. I looked for anyone else that needed help. I saw seven people crowded around a flight attendant. As I got closer, I saw that her arm was crushed inside a crumpled… something. She was barely conscious, and was bleeding an absolute fuckton. I had no medical training, and it looked like at least one of them knew what to do with a first aid kit, so I kept going. I made it to the cockpit, and by then the water was up to my belly button, and saw another flight attendant trying to open the door, which. Can I join in the fun?"Faith giggled. "I thought little sister just might be a little jealous. Well, that's okay. I think there's enough of daddy to go around. Get your clothes off and get back here."I was too stunned by this turn of events to be able to speak. I lay back staring at the ceiling, wondering what I should do. Wondering if I was strong enough to do what I should or if I would be swept away by the emotions of the moment. When Faith turned to me and slid her hand down my thigh and.