I suppose Irwin must have a bit of a crush on me. Ah, such is life. Nothing that hasn't happened to me before.Anyway, Brad and I spent an hour on the ...ouch, talking and cuddling while Irwin opened my computer up and installed the network stuff. After that, he booted the machine, installed some software from a few CD-ROMs and told me I was all hooked up. I thanked him again as he started explaining how I could check my email now and how to access his SimFolks files. He told me I had to leave the. Costumes go in first! You go in first if youare wearing a costume. Those in first have the best chances at gettingthe parts. When you go in costume it means you want the part. So, youare going in costume, and again, it would be best if I drove you." Hisaunt said."What sort of costume? I mean which... what kind of costume... I meanwhat as?" Steve asked remembering that short list his aunt was referringto."Well, consider yourself damn lucky you got me. I spent the dayyesterday piecing together. "I wasn't here any more. Instead I had an image of a time from my childhood." What image? What time?" I was ten. We were on a boat ... in Lake Michigan. A storm came up and we headed for the shore. The waves got heavy and the boat was heaving. People were getting seasick but not me. I loved it. I loved riding the swells up and down. At the time I didn't appreciate the danger we were in." She looked into his eyes and caressed his face. "That's where I was just now ... riding the waves. Then, I. Some of them mistakenly thought we would free themand return them to Earth but..." He shrugged, patting Curla on the headabsent-mindedly again. "A collar is a collar. A kajira is a kajira. Onlya fool would free a slave, they say." Curla looked down at the carpet."Yeah, but Bibi?" Charlie brought the conversation round to what wasimportant. The girl-once-a-guy Curla and her unfortunate sex-changedcompanions weren't any concern of his."Memories are deceitful. I cannot remember now why I felt that.