Though I have dealt with such things once or twice. People, who know me and know what I do (which is only a select few), sometimes ask me how I feel a...out doing my line of work. I explain to them that I have no real conscious about my job. To me it is just that, a job. I do what I do for the money and try to make sure that there is a minimal amount of innocent casualties as possible. Basically, I fix governmental mistakes and finish permanently what others can not or will not. In my eyes, I am. Wow! That's every transsexual's fantasy tobe able to give birth. What are their names? " "The eldest is a girl named Jennifer, she is seven. The boy is namedJason and he is going to be six in another month. They are both asleepupstairs like all children on Christmas, dreaming of Santa Claus. " "There doesn't seem to be to many presents around the tree." "As you observed before, Matt is a failure as a businessman, even inthis reality. In the past two years, he has run your father's. "Am I...am I really th-that h-horrible?" No, it's just - well, you're not exactly the sort of girl I usually date. Look, I'm sorry. If you want, I'll take you home right now." No, no. I'm okay, I guess. I knew this date wasn't on the level, but I wanted so badly to be like all the other girls, even if it was rigged. Could we at least be friends?" I guess so, and I am sorry that I hurt you."They walked further down the path, neither saying a word. It was quiet. There was no one else around, and. I also had finished at the top of my class at Stanford, and received my Ph.D. from Cal Tech. I was always a bit of a freak. In high school, I was captain of the cheerleaders in the fall, the point guard on the basketball team in the winter, and performed in the spring musical, getting the lead my senior year. I was valedictorian and prom queen in our small high school. Because my father, a history professor, and my mother, a psychiatrist, were busy with their work, and saw my accomplishments.