And in the follow-up story, "Freddy in the Bathroom: My Wife's Confession," my husband has already described for you in great detail his thoughts and ...eactions to my having confessed to him about what took place between Freddy and me in that small bathroom on that fateful Sunday afternoon, back when I was a young lady. And at the time of its writing and editing, I had originally thought that that second story by my husband would be the final installment of my "Freddy in the Bathroom" series.But. You can miss a few hours more work." Eventually he reluctantly agreed."Jane," he said during a quiet time together that evening, "Jane, you know our relationship has to end now. In the morning we're back to work. You're in the customer service office in Ipswich and I'm in my director's office in Walsall. You are no longer a slave but part of the workforce here. Possibly we may never meet again. Your lifestyle and mine are far apart and besides I'm still smarting from Maisie's departure and am. I was about to begin the removal of all the bio-logical contaminants. I awoke you to receive permission to do this as you hadn't ordered me as of yet." A little confused Lucie nodded, even as free as the A.I.s were they were still somewhat of a slave to the orders that they needed to receive. Shaking her head she had to agree with Uncle Derry, the old programmers and Techs were as paranoid as she thought she'd ever seen. "Yes," Lucie said to Sherry. "Start as soon as you can, I want to get him. The world I created for them.”Iofiel touched my heart. “That is the power of imagination. To create whole universes from the nebulous entanglement of your thoughts.” Her fingers stroked across my chest. “It is what the Most High placed in all humans. This potential to glimpse what he does.”“Creation?”She nodded. “Through drawing, prose, poetry, song, sculpting, and more. Some have that reflection stronger than others. I want you to draw for me. I want to see your passion, James. Bring Ruri and.