The Problems With Prototypes

Three years ago...

\"Hey, cutie! What\'s a nice girl like you doing here?!\"

A fourteen year-old Satomi jolted, her eyes going wide as that purring voice sent jolts of wanton fire through her body, then she glanced over her shoulder at a smiling Tendou Nabiki. Both were on one of the beaches dotting the Kujuuku-ri Seashore, a long shallow arc of land forming part of the Pacific shoreline of the Boosou Peninsula, the finger of farmland and small towns forming the eastern shore of Tokyo Bay. Nabiki was nude, Satomi dressed in a lace-trimmed, white silk thong; the latter had shed her beach shirt so she could get some sun. The younger girl had been moving to line up for some snacks at a kiosk when the middle Tendou daughter called out to her. \"Um...!\" Satomi gulped as her eyes automatically danced up and down the older girl\'s developing body. \"I\'m trying to get some food...\"

Nabiki chuckled amusedly, she reaching out to feel the gentle curve of Satomi\'s shoulder, her eyes locked on the rolling swell of the latter\'s breasts as she took a step towards the younger girl. \"Well, you can get some food and you can get some *food,*\" she wriggled her eyebrows as she moved to lean up against her current target. \"So what\'s your name, little one?\" she reached up to touch Satomi\'s cheek.

A fearful gulp escaped Satomi as the familiar rush of arousal her being in the presence of another woman, especially since said woman was nude and clearly interested in getting to know her more personally, started to flood her. \"Ah...! My n-name\'s K-kurokawa S-satomi...\" she stuttered, her mind\'s eye flashing a mixed panorama of images, mostly concerning a brown-eyed brunette her own age. \"I...!\" she tried to shy away as Nabiki\'s fingertips traced down her arm so she could grasp her hand. \"G-gomen, Onee-s-san, but I r-really have to...\"

\"Satomi-chan, are you alright?\"

Nabiki jolted, then spun left to see Tariko standing there in thong and a white button shirt, Satomi\'s beach shirt in hand. Before the middle Tendou daughter could try to figure out what was happening, Tariko strode over to stand beside her friend, automatically slipping the beach shirt over Satomi\'s head. Once again in the presence of the boy-turned-girl Satomi had known since long before Tariko had moved to the Mendou mansion when they were four, the silver-haired orphan feels herself relax, the growing tempest of lust Nabiki\'s advance on her created instantly quelled by Tariko\'s empathic aura. \"You should know not to walk around alone a beach without a top, Satomi-chan,\" Tariko helped Satomi slip her arms through the sleeves. \"You never know when there\'s a shark around wanting to take a bite out of you.\"

Satomi nodded, she moving to turn away from Nabiki. Tariko glanced knowingly at the middle Tendou daughter before falling in beside her friend, ready to escort her to the kiosk. At that moment, Nabiki\'s own thoughts finally caught up with her, though her own desire for intimacy hadn\'t been affected by Tariko\'s presence. \"Hey, don\'t be like that!!\" she moved to grab the younger brunette\'s shoulder...

...then yelped surprisedly as SOMETHING invisible smacked her hand away! \"Lady, take the hint and go find someone else to bother,\" Tariko\'s eyes were closed; this was a time before she adopted the use of sunglasses to prevent people from seeing her eyes glow.

\"Oh, my, Nabiki-chan! Have you met a few new friends?\"

Tarrelarelaxed herself, glancing left to see a nude Kasumi, a thong-wearing Akane and a bikini-with-top wearing Kimiko standing there, all three gazing curiously at their relative and the two orphans. \"No,\" Tariko gazed on Kasumi, then turned to Kimiko, quickly sensing her to be the others\' mother. \"My girlfriend was just trying to get some food for us when Nabiki-san bumped into her. Now, if...\"

\"Are you calling my sister a molester?!\"

\"Akane!\" Kimiko and Kasumi spun on Akane, shocked by the raven-haired girl\'s snap accusation.

Satomi shuddered. Having known her friend for so long, the silver-haired teen knew automatically that Akane\'s words were the WRONG thing to say to the likes of Moroboshi Tariko. The brunette, being someone so unique due to her origins, lack of blood-family and powers, treasured and cared for her few friends with a determination that was quite overwhelming at times. And if Akane wanted to pick a fight with Tariko, she was going to be in for a very RUDE surprise. What could only make it worse was if Akane\'s relatives moved to stand by her.

\"Miss...\" Tariko then chuckled. \"Over ninety percent of women on Earth over age twelve these days has that potential. How would you like it if some girl came along and tried to put the moves on YOUR girlfriend when all she wanted was to be with you?\"

Akane jolted as Tariko\' words sank in, then her cheeks reddened as the point struck home. \"T-true...\" she flustered.

\"Nabiki!\" a stern tone filled Kimiko\'s voice. \"Is this true? Were you bothering this young lady?\"

Nabiki awked as Kimiko\'s glare lanced into her, stunned that this whole situation had spun against her so easily. \"I...!\"

\"Oh, Nabiki!!\" Akane groaned, then moved to stand beside Tariko and Satomi, an apologetic smile appearing on her face. \"Look, I\'m sorry about my sister! She just can\'t control herself at times, especially in places like this!\"

\"So I noticed,\" Tariko relaxed, she giving the youngest Tendou a knowing smile.

\"Hey, Tariko-chan, the crowd\'s gone from that place!\" Satomi poi to to another kiosk some distance away.

Tariko looked, then nodded. \"Okay, let\'s go!\" she gripped Satomi\'s hand, then moved to head off. \"Nice to meet you, Akane-san.\"

\"Hey, wait!\" Nabiki called out. \"You don\'t have to go anywhere...!\"

Her voice caught into her throat as Tariko\'s eyes locked on her, the latter\'s empathic powers instantly reaching out to grab the unsuspecting woman in a tight psionic vise. \"Lady, what part of \'no\' don\'t you seem to understand?!\" she growled, her voice echoing LOUDLY inside Nabiki\'s mind to unleash the proverbial \"fear of the Goddess\" in the older girl\'s soul. \"Let\'s go, Satomi-chan.\"

They headed off. Akane watched them go, then glanced at Nabiki. The middle Tendou daughter had sank to her knees, her eyes wide with stunned disbelief. A glance at Kasumi and Kimiko revealed the same sort of look. \"Oh, my!\" Akane tittered as she turned to head off. \"To actually believe that someone could actually REJECT having sex with either of you! It\'s about damned time!\"

She walked away, leaving her mother and sisters where they were...

* * *

Today...

Tariko sighs contently as Shinji carries her to the android\'s bed, then gently lays her down before undoing the large towel wrapped around her body. Pulling away her own towel, the younger girl breathes out as she feels her erection come back, then she slips onto the bed. Tariko spreads her legs, beckoning her lover closer to her. Shinji is quick to oblige the older woman, sliding up to poise her cock directly in line with Tariko\'s cunt, then leaning down to give her a kiss, the android thrusts in, filling the latter to bursting. Tariko cries out at that sudden intrusion into her most private place, then squeezes her eyes shut as Shinji starts to pump away. Purring delightedly as a hot ruf paf passion starts to flood her whole body, Tariko wraps her arms around her lover\'s shoulders, they sharing another kiss before Shinji picks up the pace, pushing both herself and the older woman once more over the precipice into sexual nirvana.

To believe Tendou Akane had actually allowed the android herm to do THIS to her!

* * *

Personally, Tariko had nothing against the Tendou family. After all, Kimiko, Kasumi and Nabiki were \"normal\" girls. When one got down to it, such people couldn\'t be really blamed at all foe nee nearly limitless amounts of sexual desire the Millennial Virus forced on them. In fact, Nabiki\'s attempted seduction of Satomi that day had actually been the factor that forced the latter to accept receiving a special \"injection\" of modified stem cells taken from Tariko\'s bone marrow (thanks to the help of one Masudamasu Yoshiko), thus, in effect, solidifying their blooming relationship. That special injection didn\'t give Satomi the more spectacular parts of Tariko\'s abilities: her telepathic and psychokinetic powers. It did give her the full battery of empathic abilities Tariko had as a birthright, not to mention the limited dose of telekinetic abilities needed to help with reproduction. And of course, like her girlfriend and many other women worldwide, Satomi no longer had to concern herself with visiting a fertility clinic to aid her in having children for the rest of her life.

Even better, as things between herself and Tariko solidified, Satomi inherited the inner emotional stability and greater control over her sexual desires that was more common to lesbians and herms than normal girls. That came in handy soon after Satomi took over operating Otimtim\'s on a full-time basis. Within days, roving pussy-hunters had singled out the silver-haired coffee shop owner as a prospective target for a quickie or two. Among those girls were both Tendou Kasumi and Tendou Nabiki. As they came to Otimtim\'s to make a score, they all were made to leave in very short order, their desires for Kurokawa Satomi left unfulfilled. The more stubborn of the lot got physically tossed out on their asses. Soon enough, the word got around: the beautiful young woman running Otimtim\'s was no girl\'s land. Eventually, even Nabiki, who clearly couldn\'t bring herself to understand why Satomi had refused her in the first place, got the hint.

Of course, thanks to their interacting with the Tendou family, Tariko was soon to learn of the REAL truth behind the unleashing of the Virus that murdered and mutilated so many years beforehand. Goddess, to actually believe a selfish little gnome like Happousai had actually existed in the first place! Of course, outside sharing it with Satomi, Tariko kept that knowledge to herself. Heaven only knew, Tendou Kimiko had personally suffered because of her family\'s association with that man. To actually allow such knoge tge to run free in a world with many women still grieving over lost husbands, fathers and sons would simply be unnecessarily cruel to Kasumi, Nabiki and Akane. And indeed, given what Happousai had done on \"behalf\" of the women of the world, Tariko often found herself agreeing with her more androphobic customers, not to mention Tendou Akane, that it might actually be better to keep men forever consigned to the history books...

* * *

Tariko cries out as she feels Shinji explode deep inside her, the showering of her vaginal walls with the android\'s synthetic cum making fireworks explode deep in her own mind as her hands gripping Shinji\'s shoulders for dear life. She takes several deep breaths as she allows the rolling waves of passion to peter out inside her, then she relaxes, allowing Shinji to lay against her, the younger girl\'s head now comfortably pillowed between Tariko\'s lovely pair of D-cup breasts. As the older woman\'s hands gently thread the android\'s long hair, Tariko closes her eyes. \"Did she at least thank you for the attention you gave her, Shin-chan?\" she whispers.

\"Eh?\"

\"Akane?\"

The prototype Sexaroid blinks, then slowly nods. \"Hai, at the end. But she told me...\"

\"She wouldn\'t make a habit of this, right?\"

\"Hai.\"

A low breath escapes the older woman. \"I wonder how she\'s taking to Saotome Ranma.\"

\"Eh?\" Shinji perks.

Tariko shakes her head. \"Never mind,\" she sighs. \"What time is it?\"

\"About five to eleven.\"

Another deep breath. \"I better go.\"

\"I wish you could stay, Ta-chan.\"

Tariko gazes down at Shinji, quickly noting the blush colouring the android\'s cheeks, as if the younger girl is embarrassed to admit that she has her own personal desires in the first place. \"When I come back, I\'ll talk to your mom, okay? No sense leaving a cute android like you cooped up in this place while your friends are having loads of fun over at my place. Ne, Shin-chan?\"

Shinji smiles. Slipping herself out of her new lover, the android leans up to gaze into Tariko\'s eyes. \"Promise?\"

\"I promise,\" Tariko nods, then they kiss...

* * *

On the Shinkansen to Hakata (Fukuoka), an hour later...

\"Ah, Moroboshi-sama! It\'s good to see you again!\"

\"It\'s good to see you, too, Minazuki-san,\" Tariko nods as she hands her travel case to the stewardess. \"How are things with you?\"

\"Quiet,\" the bespectacled, busty, auburn-haired twentysomething with red-brown eyes -- Minazuki Taeko is working for Japan Rail for a couple of years to earn money to attend university -- nods pleasantly as she tries to boost the case into the overhead luggage compartment. Grunting as the case\'s weight staggers her, she nods thanks as Tariko helps her put it away. \"Long trip, Moroboshi-sama?\" she chuckles.

\"Yeah, going to Korea after stopovers in Kyuushuu...\"

\"Oh, you dropped your key!\"

\"Eh?!\" Tariko turns around as Taeko kneels behind her, the stewardess picking up a black skeleton key. \"Wha...?\" her eyes suddenly go wide as her eyes lock on the three katakana symbols etched on the black metal over the hooks at the key\'s business end. \"Shinji...?!\" she takes the activation key in hand, stunned that something like THIS had wound up in HER possession. \"Oh, shit!\" she deflates.

\"Are you alright, Moroboshi-sama?\" Taeko gazes concernedly at her.

Tariko returns her look, then sighs. \"Not really...\"

* * *

Shinjuku, the Genome Corporation Tower, after lunch...

A knock. \"Shinji-chan?\"

The door to the apartment opens, revealling a tall woman dressed in a scientist\'s smock over a purple turtleneck sweater and grey skirt, her dark hair combed in bangs to cover her forehead and cheeks. Her grey-black eyes dance over her daughter\'s nude form, now reclined on the bed as if she is asleep, arms crossed over her navel. To Ikari Yui\'s amusement, Shinji\'s cock is rigidly at attention, the soft skin around its head splattered with dried synthetic semen. \"Oooh, looks like someone got a ride from my dar lit little girl,\" Yui whispers as she walks over to sit beside her daughter, then reaches over to push open one of Shinji\'s eyelids, revealling a pitch-dark eye. \"Oh, someone deactivated you, did they?!\" Yui chuckles amusedly, then moves to pull Shinji\'s hands away from her navel. Looking down, she notices that there is no black skeletal key pressed into the android\'s body. \"Okay, where is it...?\" she notices her daughter\'s clothing piled on a nearby chair, then she walks over to search the pockets for Shinji\'s activation key. \"Come out, come out, wherever...\"

The phone rings. \"...you are,\" Yui walks over to pick it up. \"Moshi-moshi, Genome Tower, Ikari Shinji\'s residence.\"

\"Ah!\" a young -- *As if there\'s any other type these days!* Yui muses -- woman\'s voice calls back. \"Is Shinji-chan there?\"

\"Um, she\'s asleep right now,\" Yui cautiously ans, wo, wondering if the caller knew of her daughter\'s true nature. \"Who\'s this?\"

\"Oh, gomen nasai. This is Moroboshi Tariko calling.\"

Yui\'s eyes go very wide on hearing the name. \"Moroboshi-san...?!\"

\"Moshi-moshi?!\" Tariko calls back. \"Ws ths this?!\"

\"Ah...! Ah!!\" the scientist catches herself. \"Gomen ne, Moroboshi-san! This is Ikari Yui. I\'m Shinji-chan\'s mother.\"

A pause, then, \"Hajimimashite, Ikari-hakase. Believe me, it was a pleasure to meet Shin-chan and some of her sisters this morning when I visited Misato-san and Ritsuko-san. You\'ve got quite the daughter, ma\'am,\" a delighted titter echoes over the phone.

*\'Shin-chan?!\'* Yui\'s smile broadens, instantly realizing what the implications of THAT woman giving her daughter such a cute \"pet\" name meant. \"I\'m pleased to hear you say that, Moroboshi-san. So what made you call? Where are you, anyway?\"

\"Ah, I\'m on the Shinkansen heading to Kitakyuushuu right now. The reason I called is that...! Um, well...\"

Yui tenses. \"Is there something wrong?\"

\"Ah, hai!\" Tariko seems to deflate on the other end of the line. \"Well, I\'m not the least bit sure as to HOW this happened, but Shin-chan\'s personal key wound up in MY back pocket before I left the Tower this morning! I didn\'t notice it until I was on the train!!\"

Yui\'s eyes widen surprisedly, then she takes a deep breath. \"Oh, I see...\"

\"Gomen nasai, Ikari-hakase...\"

\"It\'s alright! It\'s alright!\" the scientist shakes her head. \"It was an accident, Moroboshi-san! Things like that happen!\"

\"Is Shin-chan alright?\"

Yui gazes on her deactivated daughter. \"Hai, Moroboshi-san, she\'s fine. The thing is, all the girls are programmed to automatically deactivate themselves if they\'re separated from their activation key by more than a thousand metres unless their owner programs them to accept a greater distance. It\'s one of the safety features we built into them to ensure they remain close to their owners.\"

\"Ah, okay!\" Tariko replies. \"Well, I wish I could find some way to fire this back to you right now, but this train won\'t hit the first stop until it gets past Hiroshima. And I won\'t get off until it gets to Kokura. I hope that...\"

\"It\'s alright, dear,\" Yui assures her. \"I have a master key in my possession that I can link Shinji-chan to for the time being.\"

\"Oh, that\'s good!\"

Yui then blinks as something comes to her. \"Moroboshi-san, I\'ll tell you what. What hotel are you going to in Kitakyuushuu?\"

\"The Regis Royal Hotel. It\'s just north of Kokura Station, right by the ferry terminal for Ulsan and Pusan.\"

\"Alright, then. Shinji-chan and I\'ll get the next train down and we\'ll see you as soon as we can.\"

Tariko gasps. \"Ikari-hakase, you don\'t have to...!!\"

\"Please, Moroboshi-san, it\'s quite alright!\" Yui chuckles. \"I\'m sure Misato-san and Ritsuko-san\'ve told you how much I dote over Shinji-chan. But even I realize that she needs a chance to get out and mingle with the public. Besides, I\'ve always wanted to meet you. And like it or not, she really needs to have her key back as soon as possible. We\'ll come see you, alright?\"

\"I...\" a pause, then, \"Well, if it\'s okay with you, Ikari-hakase, I\'ve no problem with that. I can arrange for a room for you two to stay here overnight while you\'re down here instead of forcing you to rush back to Tokyo on a late-night train.\"

\"Well...\"

\"Please! I insist.\"

Yui blinks, then smiles. \"I look forward to seeing you tonight, Moroboshi-san.\"

\"Hai!\"

The link is cut, then after hanging up, Yui reaches into her smock to draw out a skeletal key. Slipping that into her android child\'s navel, she gives it a quarter-turn to the right. Instantly, Shinji\'s half-open eye glows with new life as a surprised burst of air escapes her synthetic lungs. \"Wha...?! Mom!\" she gasps, sensing her internal programs link in with the master activation key. \"What happened...?\"

\"It\'s alright, Shinji-,\" ,\" Yui pulls the key out, freeing Shinji\'s joints, then she draws her nude daughter into an embrace. \"You just dropped your key into the wrong person\'s pocket when you invited her here for some fun. It was an accident.\"

\"Accident?\" Shinji blinks, then her cheeks instantly redden. \"Ta-chan...\"

Yui\'s eyes widen. *\'Ta-chan?!\' Oh, THIS, I just HAVE to hear...!*

* * *

Elsewhere in the Tower...

\"Everything going to plan?\" Kate Madigan wonders.

\"Yep,\" Katsuragi Misato nods as she gazes on the hidden camera image of the Ikaris in Shinji\'s bedroom...

* * *

Nerima, Otimtim\'s Coffee House, mid-afternoon...

\"Thank you for coming to Otimtim\'s. Please have a nice day.\"

\"Arigatou, Rui-chan. Have a good day, Master!\" the young couple returns as they exit.

Tsutsumi Rui takes a deep breath to calm herself, then gazes hopefully on the woman beside the cash register. \"Satomi-sama?\"

\"Perfect, Rui-chan,\" Kurokawa Satomi nods approvingly. \"That\'s the way I want it done all the time, EVERY time, from now on. Okay?\"

\"Hai, but it\'s hard, Satomi-sama,\" the younger girl admits as she walks up to the counter, placing her tray down as she relaxes on a stool. \"I mean, just looking at those two girls while they were kissing was starting to make me wet. Do you know them?\"

\"Tsuzuki Kozue and Nagashima Kumiko,\" Satomi reports. \"Kozue-chan\'s a first year student at Hachijuuhachi High School, one of the rich kids who goes to that place. She\'s pretty likable, I do admit. Kumiko-chan\'s the daughter of the owner of one of the love hotel/spas up the road aways. They\'ve been dating for about a year and I think they\'re going to go all the way. They actually met here in Otimtim\'s. You know how it is: girl minding her own business, sees a pretty girl cross her path, then *click!*\" she snaps her fingers. \"Lust at first sight. I actually had to toss them out of the place because they were getting a little TOO hot and heavy while they were drinking their cocovi,\" she then giggles. \"Guess I must\'ve done them a bigger favour than I initially thought. It seems to me that all the steady couples in this part of town got their big boost after I smacked them over the head with a serving tray, then tossed them out the door!\"

Rui laughs, then sighs. \"Satomi-sama?\"

\"What is it?\"

\"Why do you do that?\"

\"What?\"

\"Stop people from having sex in your shop? I mean, people practically do it everywhere these days!\"

\"Hai, hai, I know,\" Satomi heads over to the milkshake machine. \"And yes, until things between Tari and I really took off three years ago, I was pretty much no different than most people. It\'s nothing to be ashamed about, by the way. Everyone knows that a hyped-up sex drive is one of the Virus\' by-products. I have to confess, it amazes me that our society\'s been able to adjust so easily to it.\"

\"But still...\"

The owner of Otimtim\'s considers that, then sighs. \"Well, first of all, I\'m running a coffee shop, not a love hotel. The love hotels are all thataway,\" she points to the east. \"I\'m not going to take any business away from them since they\'ve been so supportive of me since I started operating this place full-time. Secondly, this was my uncle\'s place before he died,\" her eyes fall on the black-ribboned picture hanging on the wall behind the cash register. \"Given that he was gay and lived in times when he had to hide his sexual preference from the public at large, I only felt it right to honour his memory by ensuring things like that never happen in his coffee house.\"

Rui perks. \"He was gay?!\" she gapes, then lowers her eyes. \"Gomen nasai, Satomi-sama.\"

\"Arigatou, Rui-chan,\" Satomi closes her eyes. \"Well, I guess that disproves that old tale, ne?\"

\"What?\"

\"About all the gay men of the world becoming herms thanks to the Virus?\"

Rui shudders for a moment, then closes her eyes. \"Yeah, I guess you can\'t accept all the things they\'ve said about men, ne?\" She leans her elbows on the counter, her chin in her palms. \"Satomi-sama, what do you think about men, anyway?\"

\"Personally?\" Satomi blinks, then sighs. \"Well, I really don\'t remember any men since the last of them died out ten years ago and I was still in the orphanage at the time. I think it was really sad that they all died like they did, but I don\'t believe all that crap some women\'ve said about men \'deserving\' their fates. According to some of the businesswomen who were around when he was still alive, Oji-chan was one of the sweetest, nicest, kindest people you\'d ever meet. He would never have dreamt of doing some of the things men\'ve been accused of, Rui-chan. So...\" she shrugs. \"Well, there are women on this planet who want to have men back. I\'d say let them have them back as soon as the Virus disappears once and for all and it\'d be safe to bring them back. But there\'re women who don\'t want anything to do with men. Their attitudes and opinions matter just as much. And fortunately for them, there\'s Tari to help them when they want to have children!\"

\"And she makes a lot of money out it, too,\" Rui smirks.

\"Hai, that, too!\" Satomi points dramatically to the ceiling. \"My girlfriend, the world\'s last true prostitute!\"

\"Kampai!!\" Rui cheers, then blinks on hearing a car drive to a stop outside the front doors. \"Eh...?\" she turns.

Satomi looks to see a stretch limousine come to a halt in front of her main doors. The engine is shut off, then the driver, a lovely girl Satomi\'s age with long, wavy green hair and deep blue eyes, gets out. She is dressed in a formal type of uniform worn by chauffers the world over, slacks covering very shapely legs. She stops by the back door, opening it. Seeing the lovely Caucasian woman with the well-styled crimson hair and dark eyes emerge, Satomi blinks, then bows as the newcomer steps in, her driver right behind her. \"Irasshaimasen!\"

\"Konnichi wa,\" the newcomer replies, her Japanese flecked with a strong Irish burr. \"You are Kurokawa Satomi?\"

\"Hai,\" Satomi straightens herself. \"And you are...?\"

A business card is immediately handed over. Satomi scans it, she quick to recognize the corporate logo on the left side of the cardboard, then she reads the name. \"Katharine Madigan, operations chief of the Genome Corporation? What can I do for you today, Madigan-san?\" she gazes curiously at the Belfast native, automatically slipping the card into her shirt pocket.

\"It\'s rather what we can do for you, Kurokawa-san,\" Kate chuckles. \"Is it possible that we may talk upstairs in your girlfriend\'s offices? I have something for you that I personally think you\'d like to keep secret from the general public.\"

Satomi blinks confusedly...

* * *

Minutes later, upstairs...

\"Androids?! You wanted Tariko and I to be beta testers for your androids?!\"

\"For the next six months of course,\" Kate nods. She and Satomi relax in the main offices of Love Destiny Enterprises. Rui currently watches over the counter in Otimtim\'s below. Kate\'s driver, who introduced herself as Senrei Anri, now stands behind her boss. \"You\'ve probably heard of the hype we\'ve been getting over the last while about our new 34-S male-form Sexaroid android companion unit. We\'re also building a female and female-herm version of that, which we call the Thirty-three-Es. Over the last few years, we\'ve been doing some one-on-one beta testing with our 33-S prototype units. Now we want to switch to group testing for the next while, then when that\'s done, we\'ll start making production Sexaroids for private sale. And we\'d really like it if you and Moroboshi-san would help us in that end.\"

\"Does Tariko know about this? Is this why she was invited to the Tower this morning?\"

\"Hai,\" Kate nods. \"Moroboshi-san\'s already given her approval to the idea, but she prevailed on us to ask you ahead of time before bringing the units in. Four girls have been selected for this particular test. Please feel free to use them in whatever way you desire. I\'m sure that even with your hiring Tsutsumi-san downstairs, you\'d like to have some extra help keeping Otimtim\'s running smoothly.\"

Satomi\'s eyebrow arches. \"You seem to think of everything, Madigan-san.\"

\"I do try, Kurokawa-san. Even if some people might think that finding out things about other people is intrusive, in the end, it allows for the better conduct of our business, whierveerves the customer well. Further, I\'d think you\'d like the idea of having androids, sentient beings with much greater control over their sexual impulses than normal women, to help out here.\" A knowing smile crosses the Belfast native\'s face. \"We also know of the times you\'ve tossed people out of your shop for...! Shall we say, \'improper\' behaviour?\"

Satomi smirks. \"Well, as I was just explaining to Rui-chan before you arrived, there are more convenient places for people to do that than my shop.\" She takes a deep breath, then sighs. \"Well, if Tariko\'s got no problems with this, I certainly don\'t. Tell me, Madigan-san, are there any sort of special needs these girls might have? Some sort of special preparations we need to make for them?\"

\"Oh, no, not really,\" Kate shakes her head. \"Believe it or not, Kurokawa-san, they were all constructed from a synthesized version of stem cells cloned from your girlfriend\'s bone marrow by Masudamasu Yoshiko-hakase; some of those samples were turned over to us for our own use. Their needs are pretty much the same as a human woman\'s. If something goes wrong with their programming, we can dispatch one of our people down here right away to see what\'s the matter. Other than that, you should know that...\" she stops, then smiles knowingly. \"Anri?\"

\"Hai, Kate?\" the driver perks.

\"Take your pants and panties off, please.\"

\"Hai!\"

Satomi watches as Anri walks around the couch Kate now sits in, then quickly drops her pants to allow the owner of Otimtim\'s to see her. One look is enough, though to the green-haired Sexaroid\'s surprise, Satomi doesn\'t seem to react with the visceral, panting leer most normal girls often demonstrated when they see her equipment. \"A herm?! You built them all as herms?!\" Satomi turns back to Kate.

\"Save for ten special models we built for one of your girlfriend\'s former customers in the government, Kusanagi Motoko-taisa. Thank you, Anri,\" Kate glances at her driver, who immediately moves to make herself presentable. \"So, Kurokawa-san, are you interested?\"

Satomi gazes on Anri, who gives her a cute smile in return. \"Hell, why not?!\" she shrugs...

* * *