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"Yeah. Still, we had a good time, didn't we? I hope you have a good flight back to Texas." She slips on her shoes, grabs her bag, and then gives Jim a quick kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for inviting me up. So long, Jim." Without waiting for an answer, she walks out the door.
She takes the elevator down to the lobby and then leaves the hotel, heading for the subway train back to the Upper East Side.
As soon as Rachel climbs the last stair out of the subway, she unties her top and takes it off. She puts her top in her bag, looks at herself in the reflective window of the bank, and nods. She likes what she sees.
I misspelled the author's name! and in an unfortunate way. Many apologies! Believe it or not, it was entirely unintentional and caused in large part by my outdated pair of glasses. I had misread the name.
Although this story is less tightly focused than "Moral Right"--and has a fair number of loose ends--"Collection Assistant" has the same enjoyable wit and creativity as the later story. Many of the small details here are fine and funny: the East Asian girl with the improbable name of Sarah Birnbaum; the fitness club where the women nominally live (but don't sleep); Rachel's generic convention badge; the different levels of intimate contact available, for a price, at the collection center (with free upgrades occasionally available).... Colonroosevelt's imagination certainly doesn't need any fertility treatments! I also liked the way Rachel rolled her eyes at the new Ph.D. who wanted people to address him as "Dr." (She's right: most Ph.D.s don't do that.) This story is a fun and enjoyable read.