Stickiness clings to my fingertips as I check the safety on my gun. I can’t believe I’m forgetting everything tonight. Glen sits beside me tapping... on the steering wheel anxious. ‘You ok?’ I ask him and he just nods yes. The strip is a whirl of energy. I catch a couple college kids out the corner of my eye. They’re drunk but not disorderly so we just continue to drive. ‘Marsha said she’d make steaks this weekend if you and Anne want to come by.’ ‘That might work,’ Glen says in response. I can’t. Since it was the firsttime for both of us, we chose the 24 hour transfer. Due to Institutepolicy, we wouldn't actually meet until shortly before trading bodies,but that was okay with us. We weren't in this to get to know one another.Two weeks after my first contact with Bianca, I was on a plane to SinCity.I arrived in town the night before the appointment, took a cab to myhotel, and checked into my room. I was almost too excited to sleep; Iwoke up early and made it to the Institute Clinic an. .. ," I hope, "three-x."Mrs. Wayne smiled. "Now trying saying like you believed it." Three-x." Very good. Now did everyone get how he got that? Tony, did you get how you got that?"Robbie giggled from the next desk.The door opened, and Tami stuck her head in. "Mrs. Wayne, could I borrow Tony and Robbie for a couple minutes?"Mrs. Wayne hesitated, then nodded.Robbie and I glanced at each other, then gathered our stuff."Pages one-twenty-five thru one-twenty-eight for homework tonight," Mrs. Wayne. He was a big guy, and could handle the dual role of bartender and bouncer if necessary. It was seldom necessary. More than once I saw him take the keys from some guy or gal who were too far gone to know enough not to drive. He was a good guy.It wasn't long after I moved that a crowd of a half-dozen young women entered the bar, all busy yakking with each other and laughing, having a good time. They found an open booth and settled in, stealing a couple of chairs from other tables. I glanced at.