That didn’t mean that I didn’t still get slapped, hit, kicked, and yelled at, but it didn’t go on for hours if Paul was there. “Autumn!” Da... would yell when he and Paul would get home from work, “get your ass down here and bring us a beer!” I was the afternoon waitress in our living room since the age of five. Mom would be at work, or making dinner in the kitchen, and I would rush to the refrigerator to grab two cans of beer for them. The time I tripped while hurrying over to them, dropping. 's feeling of dread.It started almost immediately: as we lifted off one of the landing struts failed to retract, it was traced to an unset switch in the maintenance bay; just as we cleared atmosphere one of the lift engines went run-away and had to be shut-down manually as both the main and back-up controllers failed. As we started the main boost engines and started to get underway the entire forward sensor array went dead; we had to go motion dead as we tried to fix it. It turned out to be a. “I hadn’t planned on it; I have a full schedule,” I replied.I did have a full schedule so I was not lying and I really did not have much I could say.At 1300 I was in my new office with the reports from my meeting with Dick and the finalized report from my trip to Portugal. I was waiting on Ambassador Oliver Taylor to arrive.I had wondered again why I was asked to doing this kind of interview with someone who should have had more rank and privilege than I did.Digging through the official duties. Oh, baby; she looked at me and said. It’s ok. You are a big boy. Don’t be shy my dear. I think I just stopped breathing, as I saw her approaching me swiftly. I know you want to see them all and want to touch and play with them too, don’t you babe; she said. And before I could move and make a large spill of juice on the floor, she had me surrounded in a fence of her pinkfleshed arms with the refrigerator behind me. I was kind of stunned not knowing what will she do next or how should I handle.