The boss of the office. Only he had the power to give the promotion to whom he saw fit. And he saw a lot of us girls in his office as more than fit en...ugh! Well, except for maybe Lynn. Don't think anyone would call her "fit"...Of course, I did my best to use my natural god-given womanly charms to catch his eye and show him that I'm worthy of the promotion. I would wear tight-fitting high-riding skirts, complete with tights and heels each day. Not forgetting the revealing white buttoned shirts. " Now, let's go take care of the physicals," said Gail."Gail," said Gabrielle, interrupting her, "can you tell us how the women taken to Dóchas are doing?"Gail paused for a moment, before saying, "Mentally, Jasmine is doing fine. Vickie, Gilian and Traci are nearly back to their normal mental state. Ellyn and Dara are stabilized and should be okay later today." I don't understand." The six of them were given a drug cocktail whose purpose was to change their personality. If their treatments had. It was nearly 6am and I would soon be expected to join the line when the knock came. This has been our life since the revolution ten years ago…everyone equal, everyone the same. I opened the door and joined the line of Johns next to the Janes. All males were called John and all females Jane. I took my place at the end of the John line. No talking was allowed.Jane:The John joined the line. We were all expected to look directly ahead but I managed a quick glance at the newcomer just as he glanced. The incredible story I’d picked up in east Turkey would certainly put me in line for a Pulitzer Prize but it had to be in before the press started printing for next month’s edition. What I didn’t yet know was that I’d soon have a choice of stories.As I entered my compartment I was alone, but it wasn’t going to last. I guess I could have reserved a private cabin but not knowing for sure at what date I was going to travel on that particular train, I hadn’t had time to do so and to finish there.