A thought occurs to you as you sit or stand in this place. What if your thoughts make this place what it is? What if your thoughts ARE this place? Wha... if...Suddenly, your thoughts are interrupted by a voice from nowhere and everywhere."That is exactly what this is; 'What if'." W-what do you mean?" The idea of talking to some disembodied voice does not, strangely enough, bother you nearly as much as the voice itself."Simply put, this is the thought space. This is where thoughts become reality.. E. regular use of a mechanicalepilator on legs and arms for example. She insisted that I started to"be" a woman. As an example, she gave me toilet training. I now know whatit is to have to go to the loo urgently, to wait in line and then manageclothes, bag and shopping in an often none too clean public toilet. Thiswas all with the goal of being no more than an occasional woman, thoughhaving been through the process the act of "becoming" a woman, part orfull time is the same and demands the same. Glad you could join us, Marie! Ava said smiling.Thank you for having me! Marie replied appreciatively.Once they all were seated the woman introduced herself as Kimiko and then spoke something in Japanese to the man standing next to her. He bowed and turned around, walking through a door in the corner of the room. After that, she whispered something in Ava’s ear and smiled back with a condescending smile at Marie, like she was unintentionally trying to say they were talking about her, as well as. " I closed my eyes as the vaguely apricot aroma of the tea reached my nostrils, when she most elegantly poured. The tea steamed, but so, figuratively, did Carol. I didn't want to speculate about my temperature."I wouldn't insult the Iron Goddess of Mercy, Curt, but Gerri does great scenes over formal tea. She really was a debutante, and delights in having people that sneak her out of high-society looks and get down and dirty. No, I don't mean the gardener getting her dirty, but just denying.