As I sit in my quarters on the battle cruiser Shinawatra looking at the contents of the small metal box that contains the sum of my pre Kitty possessions, my fingers hold and run over a soft cloth patch with the words, "Aviation Apprentice". My dark eyes scan the contents of the box and settle on my old ID disk. The number encoded into the metal finish, "9223931", which is also imprinted in bar-code form on the back of my neck. These items are all that remains of my life before becoming Kitty Siam.

The first 18 years of my life I was known as contract number 9223931 which translates to lot 92, batch, 23, matrix 3931. One of my crew mates who has a thing for historical music sometimes plays an old recording of a song called, "Feel Like A Number" and complains often how without his service number no one would recognize him. The secret that I once had a number for a name is something that I dare not let out to my crew mates. After the Eugenics War we're not very welcome among those that were created the old fashioned way. Even today were I to be discovered on one of Earth's colonies I would be hunted, locked away, executed or dissected even though for all outward appearances I am a totally normal looking Asian female.

I shudder when I think of what other ways the brilliant engineers at Osaka Eugenics could have configured this body and brain had my creation and configuration been contracted by another firm or individual. I shouldn't laugh but I always do when I think of Alondra, one of my matrix mates across the courtyard who was created with a perfect set of double D breasts, a vagina, a 30 cm (12 inch) fully functional penis and a set of balls the size of a rhino. As hard as we tried we could not learn who or what commissioned him/her/it.

If you want a miner to work in the high gravity, low oxygen atmosphere of PY3-948, they can design and produce thousands of them for you. If you want a disease proof, pain tolerant, flexible and totally submissive prostitute that can take on three Dozi at once for the brothels of P2X-003, they can build one for you. For some reason the engineers at Osaka Eugenics excelled at designing prostitutes and concubines. It's a Japanese thing I'm told dating back to old Japanese Hentai mangas. Old traditions die hard I suppose, but I was a different design that incorporated the basic female package that they use on all their girls except that Thai DNA was requested instead of the usual Japanese base sequence. I've heard that Mister Drax prefers tall blond girls in his service, but being that the flight deck of the standard shuttle is quite cramped, so my size was contracted to be a little smaller than his normal preference, but a little taller than the average Asian woman. Topping out at 167 cm (5''6') made things a bit more comfortable for me on long flights. I like to think that my lack of height was chosen for comfort but as an experienced pilot, I know that weight is important too and shorter girls weigh less.

The Drax Corporation contracted my creation, and I'm told that Hugo Drax participated in and approved my final design. On occasion he would visit the facility