Nothing had changed. The trip was a failure.Sadly, it was time to go home.The capsule door was closed. Then the large red button was pushedto activa...e the panel for the smooth flight home.Unexpectedly, there was another tingling sensation. For a moment,there was hope, but a glance up at the mirror showed the sameunchanged reflection looking back.Then once again - one final tingle. But as before, disappointmentmarked the only change in Dr. Tomlin's reflected face.And then the capsule came to. What they all had in common was they had to have the financial assets to pay top price for a 10-15 day trip with only 12-15 passengers.One year I needed a crew member immediately and one was hired in Seattle one morning, and that afternoon he was landing in Juneau where I picked him up.Louie was his name, and he was in his early 20's, very slight in build, gentle in nature and with delicate, slightly feminine features. One day while all of the passengers and most crew members were on the beach. " You drugged me, you kidnapped me, what the fuck is this?" he snapped."I know who you are..." I would hope so, family resemblance to you know who... but as foryou... I am Mistress Dominique!" I curled my smile at him. "And youare now my pet." I don't fucking think so."I laughed at him, admittedly a bit maniacally. "You say that like youhave a choice." His head followed me as I walked to the nightstand andopened it up pulling out two distinct items, a tube of lipstick andbottle of tic. Andrew said, "I think he will. I've been sending him some of the mixedtracks. We both figured you'd come around eventually, especially oncethe dust settled- you know with school. I heard school kind of sucks."I said, "I don't really want to talk about it."Andrew said evenly, "Fine. I think Steven will come back. Just be gladI didn't leave."I grinned, "Yeah, bass players are hell to find."We laughed and after a little small talk, I hung up. Andrew could doSunday afternoon, but I had to find out.