The only thing worth watching was this soft-core thing on the nasty channel. Hardly need the sound on for those things," she nodded at the t.v., "and ...then... hardly needed the sound on with you and Ariel screwing away like banshees." She looked down at her crotch. "I got so aroused, I guess I just couldn't help myself."I nodded in mute agreement. Given the sight before my eyes, there was nothing I wanted more than to help myself. I continued standing there, one big stare."Oh, come on, don't. But don’t love her. Just take each day as it comes and cherish it. Don’t love her. They were really close to the glass now, so close that their noses were almost pressed against the window in their efforts to see inside more clearly. Now he could just see through the reflection. There were various mannequins in the window. He looked more closely at them. Shit. He squinted his eyes further, straining to see, holding Emma’s hand more tightly. The mannequins. He knew them. Who they were. One was. I slowly stripped my clothes off, carelessly dropping them piece by piece on the floor. Then I turned and peered at myself in the cracked mirror over my sink, staring at my sallow skin and graying hair. Though I was 41 years old, I looked older. Far older. The last few years hadn't been kind to me, not in the least. I faced myself in the mirror, taking a long deep look, knowing that I would probably never see that face again, but not really feeling very regretful over that. Turning away. Julie still thought it perverse that carrying a disk drive over the landscape was quicker than copying data over the Internet, but those image files were huge. Even compressed, each image was tens of gigabytes."I've actually had a really nice time interviewing those cancer patients," said Cassie, "and I'm going to enjoy working at the hospital."Julie looked directly at her."So this data is from Australia, is it?"Cassie looked at Julie, steadily, and cocked one eyebrow."Jules."Read my lips."Eve..