Standing in the booth was a bewildered woman wearing a khakiskirt and a grey blouse. "What happened?" she asked in a beautiful soprano. "What are youp...ople doing in my lab? Who are you?" O'Connor looked momentarily at Dr. Thompson, and then turned backtowards the woman. "I was about to ask you the same thing. Who areyou?" The brunette standing in the booth straightened out her blouse,underscoring her ample chest. "I am the creator of the machine that Iam standing in. My name is Dr. Rebecca. First I was injected with a local anaesthetic,which was pretty effective. I didn't dare look, but I could feel lotsof pulling on my piercings and I could tell there was some solderinggoing on. Then I felt my penis being manhandled, and I gave a squawk offright. Laura squeezed my hand and told me to relax, it was just that acatheter was being inserted. I was full of questions and concerns, butshe leaned over and kissed me, and told me it was only temporary. Igritted my teeth and said. ”I sat silently, pondering her comments. Was she really wrong? Did girls regard their virginity as a millstone? A weight around their shoulders? Wasn’t it supposed to be treasured and shared with someone you love?That thought brought on another. How many girls remained in a relationship with the boy they’d lost their virginity to? Actually, why was virginity considered more precious than a healthy, active sex life? Shouldn’t a girl’s first time be one that makes her want more, not some sordid,. It even has HDL cholesterol to help control your LDL levels, my friend,” Lorraine elaborated with pride on the quality of nutritional smoothies in the twenty-second century.“How old is one when they lose their virginity, anyway, typically?” I wondered now.“What is virginity? Oh, yes, I forgot, the strange notion that one is physiologically distinct from other people simply for the absence of sexual history. This tradition of yours from the past just doesn’t make sense to me or anyone else that.