"In here, the most basic interactions are all visual. You'll be able to see yourself and your viewers, of course, but there's more to it than that. If...your intake is high enough, you can access space-age technology: I'm talking about the ability to sell things to your audience like tactile sensations and even intimate contact, all conducted inside the Cosm! Can you imagine how much people will pay to watch a sexy performance and then reach out and touch the actress? Let me assure you: it's. She laughed. "Does it really feel that way?" And you?" I asked as she sat in the chair before me."Umpteen," she answered, with a wry chuckle "Closer to twenty, really. Speedy, you look wonderful. You're getting so cute. And you're growin' up so fast. I thought you'd be a little taller, though. Don't you eat your spinach?"I didn't answer.She said, "You look like your daddy's picture." I know," I said."Bet every aunt and uncle you know tells you that at least once every fifteen minutes, don't. Our hero, who I'm sure you'll likeWas known, 'til recently, as Mike.What caused the change a few can tellThough none can understand it well.It seems poor Michael had a date,And fearing failure as his fateThe night before he'd gone to townTo drink his blackest worries down.To reach the pub, 'The Golden Ball',He took a shortcut through the mallAnd found an unfamiliar sightUnknown to him before that night.A shop had opened - 'Spells R Us' -Where Mike was sure that no shop was,So, curious, he went. On this one morning, I'd been out of the shower for about 10 minutes, I'd brushed my teeth, and was now looking at the development on my chest... I was both please with the way I looked, and was terrified at what might happen if anybody saw me. I didn't know I only had seconds to wait before I found out. I guess my Mom didn't know I was in the bathroom, as she walked right in, and I screamed like a horror movie heroine... "Get Out!!!". She went white. Looking at my face, then my chest, then my.