Perhaps it is because our cultures are so different, but if we had proceeded as we originally intended, I fear we would have caused great dissension a...d possible upheaval and violence in some nations."You see, we had not considered that our device would displace a major segment of the world's economy: the corporate and government interests that control health care, and the millions of people worldwide who make their livelihood in medicine. And that is one reason why we chose Canada as our first. She wasn’t the type of girl you would describe as cute or innocent. She was confident, toned, and captivating in a very sexual way. Despite this, she really didn't get around that much. She was very picky about the guys she dated and she never put herself in risky situations. Her parents had drilled into her, years ago, that being careful was paramount in this day and age. Too many bad things could happen.She brushed her disheveled hair briefly, then tied it into a pony tail, and leaned over to. I glanced at him nervously as I got in the car. He had yet to say a word. But the look on his face spoke volumes. It was obvious that he knew far more about me than I would have liked. And the slightly predatory leer on his face gave me the impression that he would soon know me a lot better.He closed the door after I was seated, went around and got behind the wheel. There was a chauffeur's cap between us on the front seat. He was wearing a black suit. I guess he was the real deal.I was put off. "I mean, when you're not here. Who are you, Ivy?"I shrugged and smiled weakly. "I'm still me." You're not a bartender all the time," the man insisted. "Are you?" No. I'm an actress, sometimes." I picked up my little towel and worried it. "I mean, off Broadway, you know. Little things." Oh." He sounded vaguely disappointed by that and it almost made me angry."How about you?" I challenged him. "Who are you? When you're not a drunk, who are you?" You mean really?" The way he said it made me wonder.