I carried six cups and a coffee pot with several glasses of orange juice, apple juice and milk on a tray back to the cottage.An agent placed a folder ...n the tray and held the door open for me to leave. I knew what the folder was - intelligence updates and other classified reports that I received every morning.Vice President Harrison received the same report while I was on vacation and was handling the daily White House confusion for me.I was on the second cup of coffee when I finished reading. I watched the fun in the review, the cigarette fell from his lips, his mouth twisted and contorted, Dee’s hands went to the belt, he dug his fingers in under the supple leather. In a flash, his right hand dropped, he had remembered his gun. Putting my knees against the back of his seat for leverage. The handgun rose, he twisted his hand pointing the weapon my direction. I yanked to the left has hard as I could. The sharp snap of cracking vertebra preceded his hand going slack and gun tumbling. Parking in the city was as tough as anywhere and even some of the biggest executives rode the bus to the MARTA station where fast commuter rail brought you deep into the city. The complex where our offices were sat almost at the end of the bus loop before it dropped the bulk of its passengers. A second smaller bus ran a short loop every 7-10 minutes to each of the companies in the office park rather than have the big bus turn in and add to its trip. It's only a twenty minute ride door to door. She than ordered me to strip. I stripped down to my underwear and she said "Now how am I supposed work with it if you leave those on? Take them off!" Before I could get my underwear down she had them ripped from my body and me on the bed. Louisa placed her heeled feet at my face and said "I understand you have a foot fetish. Massage my feet." I removed her black patent heel and dropped it to the floor. She was displeased. She ordered me to immediately retrieve the heel. She snapped and said.