I get to experiment all day with new dolls and try out allsorts of ideas."Tycho gravitated to the completed doll prototypes. "How come these didn'tmak...e it?" Who says they didn't? I'm only responsible for bodies, I don't handlethe personality programming," Gabriel responded."Who does that then?"Gabriel paused and thought for a moment. "Jutson, I think. Want to meethim?"Tycho grinned in response."Yo, JUTSON! You in here?" Gabriel called as he led Tycho into the darkoffice. The glow of monitors. I put anotherpair of stockings which I would soon be wearing over the lamp shade,noticing the reinforced heel and toe, the sheer reddish texture of thenylons to the tops of the stockings which was again reinforced in lacewhere the corset suspender straps would be soon holding them up.Before the body swap, in the mornings while getting ready for work Iknew Jessica would be getting ready for school, I used to picture hergetting ready, having a shower, putting makeup on and getting dressedfor. " she pronounced it as 'Quippen', "is looking forward to meeting you, Mister Desmond. Please go straight in." She indicated a door to the side of the reception desk. It struck me 'Crippen' was probably not the best surname for a medical man, but maybe in psychiatric circles it was a plus.Mortimer Crippen was a most unlikely looking psychiatrist. I had expected a bearded, Middle European sounding gent in a grey suit, wearing pince nez spectacles and a worried air. But Crippen was a large, second. "If you want to write fiction, it might not bring in as much money, but you are working totally for yourself. You are totally in control of your life. I don't see too much of that here. Maybe your forte will be in biographies."To recap--this is, as I have said, a great piece of factual journalism. Some of it I know because I was there and know about what actually transpired. Tomorrow, if I haven't broken your spirit, do some fiction. Take a name out of the air and make a story up about the.