He did this by reading out what the device did. Thebest way I can describe it is as a computer program, where eachpersonality bit has a certain name, ...like if you want to change someone'sage you would find age=17 and change it to age=7 or 70. You can't read itthat simply, but that should give you the gist. Outside of sex and agethough it really doesn't change physical attributes, so hair color, eyecolor, even race are not on the table. This is a rule I decided before Ieven began writing this. Megan forced herself to remember there was at least the possibility of an innocent explanation.She felt a flutter in her stomach when the southern girl appeared on the screen. She was unpacking boxes in what looked like her apartment. A doorbell rang and the southern girl stepped off camera. Voices went back and forth, then the southern girl stepped back on screen leading a sinewy redhead who announced she was there to install the cable TV. The redhead looked to Megan to be 15 pounds. The hands were moving so slowly that she wondered if the time would ever arrive. Several timesshe thought to jump back in the car and race off. But she didn't. Shewaited. As she knew she must. Her need was too strong. For as great as her fear was Nancy knew that by leaving she would only be returning tothe frustration and loneliness which had been a part of her life for solong.She was waiting for a man. A man whom she had not yet met but with whom she had been writing and talking for the last. " "Is that the reason you want to marry me? So you can have sex with me? Is that all you are here for?" "No," Darryl said with anger in his voice, "I want to marry you because I love you. I do want to have sex with you and that is a factor. I want your body really bad. You don't know what it's like being me. Looking at a beautiful girl that is yours but not really. Seeing a body that turns you on and knowing that no matter what you do you can't have it. I want you so bad Liz. I wish there were.