<div align="center">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b9/7121d22c9afc8007fea733ff1bd84395.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Anastassija Golovanova</span></span></div><br/>I wake up with jolt to plane landing on runway and to words of boss lady, Kait.  I look around plane.  I see dress I wore last night on chair before me.<br/><br/>Me, I have no clothes on.<br/><br/>I called out.<br/><br/>"I remember last night we have occasion to, how you say, blowjob off steam.  I do not remember losing dress."<br/><br/>I felt Russian accent grow thicker more I speaked.<br/><br/>"Ack, I am most, how you say, well hung over board."<br/><br/>I rub temples on side of heads to feel better, but then I see something on bar.<br/><br/>"Ah, zhat is what I need.  Over zhere.  Zhe hair of zhe doggy style zhat bit me."<br/><br/>I reach for bottle of vodka and take many gulps.  Immediate I feel better.<br/><br/>I would dress later, depending on mission.  Maybe I wear one-piece.  Maybe I wear plugsuit.  Maybe I wear schoolgirl skirt.<br/><br/>For now, I stand by bar, chasing vodka with water, listening to boss lady.<br/><br/>