She introduced me to two assistants, the shampoo person and the manicurist. When she returned, my hair was being dried, and the manicurist was working... on my left hand. Patti talked constantly, asking me how I was planning to dress for my big night while moving my hair around my head. She didn’t show me any pictures of hairstyles, or asked me which way I preferred to wear my hair. After a light trim, she tried a variety of styles, parting my hair in the center of my head, off-center, and. "What the hell kind of a question is that? You either see something or you don't see something and we ain't seeing shit!" He knew he was well into the land of impertinence towards a superior officer but he didn't really care. What could they do to him? Send him to Mars?"You're standing exactly where the last mortar attack came from," Ayers told him, ignoring the insolence for the moment. "It's only been ten minutes since the last shot was fired. There have been no landing signatures from. I’ve had this fear of flying ever since watching a marathon of airplane disaster films on television when I was a kid. I would have sworn they would never allow us to board the plane, but at around 7:30 pm we were instructed to begin the boarding procedure. I had almost hoped the flight would be delayed until the snow passed. Maybe they were more used to this weather out here on the east coast. It wasn’t just the idea of flying in a snowstorm that bothered me. The thought of arriving home to my. “Oh but we’re not too old to spew Coke on each other are we? No little one, you’re going to be punished for your “crime”!”“What’s my punishment? Gonna pour Coke on me?” she mocked.“No….I was thinking the punishment should be what bad girls usually get……a good old fashioned spanking!”“Nooo! I won’t allow it! Let me go right now you beast!” she yelled with a half-serious laugh. She began kicking her legs and tugging at her bonds.“You made a bargain and you’re gonna abide by it!”“No I will not!.