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Jordan Hanson was a hard driving, intelligent young woman who was moving up
in the management structure of Andro-Genics.  Although many mistook the
name to indicate that they were involved in biological products, they built
android robots, machines that looked fairly human and performed various
tasks.  They were often bought to function in hazardous environments and
situations.  The company did, however, fund and work closely with a genetic
engineering research foundation.

   Her husband had been good-looking six years ago when they married, but
he had let himself go and didn't bother finding another job when he got
laid off.  Although he stayed around the condo she had bought before their
marriage, he contributed nothing.  Rather than have to do all the household
jobs, she offered to beta-test a nanny-bot the company was developing and
finally purchased it.  The older female appearing machine was supposed to
do housework, care for children, and even cook meals.  The machine was also
doing a much better job than her husband of entertaining and educating
their three-year-old daughter, Tammy.  The little girl had been the product
of her two parents, but her mother had the zygote genetically enhanced at
the research foundation with a number of genes related to superior
intelligence.  This was still highly experimental, and only a handful of
kids had been modified this way.  Tammy was by far the most successful,
with an IQ of just over three hundred.

   Although Jordan had a healthy sex drive, her husband was more interested
in watching the adult holograph channels, drinking beer, and falling
asleep. She decided he wasn't even good for sex anymore and was just a
parasite so she kicked him out and divorced him.  Her next step was to
begin dating, but she found this too time consuming since it got in the way
of her job.  However, her hand and even her vibrator just didn't give her
everything she needed.

   She received a promotion that put her in charge of a section that
included advanced research, most of which was done in other countries. 
These projects were quite secret since they were developing androids that
would mimic human behavior far more closely and accurately.  She heard
about a project to develop a female android to act as a consummate sexual
partner for any male with enough money, so on her next visit to Australia
she stopped by the lab and asked Frank, her lab manager, "Is there any
similar project for women customers?"

   "It hasn't been assigned because the former director was a male
chauvinist who couldn't imagine any machine replacing him sexually," Frank
said, "but the physical attributes would be quite easy to build, and with
minor programming changes the female sexuality could be converted to male.
However, specific techniques would take quite a bit of time to work out
since they need testing along the way.  I'd be willing to be an
alpha-tester, but I don't think the company would like my results." They
both laughed since she knew Frank was completely gay.

   "Tell you what.  Write a project request, and I'll OK it.  However, as
soon as you get the unit built, I'll take it home and do the program
tweaking myself."

   "Oh, that sounds like fun, boss.  I'd love to do that but my partner
would be too jealous.  He doesn't like to share and he's scared of
machines. We have the electronic and mechanical hardware of a backup female
ready.  I could convert it and build the external structure in about two
months.  In fact, I've drawn up the design for male genitalia in
anticipation of needing it for myself.  Just give me your specifications.
Are you a size queen?  What color do you want the skin?  Do you want it to
be an athlete or more average body size?  And, is there anything else you
want?"

   "Make him Caucasian for now, average body, but handsome face, romantic,
and how much trouble would it be to make an adjustable penis - you know, so
I could vary the length and thickness to suit my mood?"

   "I like it, I like it.  You're making me envious, Jordan.  I'd borrow
him, but that might corrupt the programming."

   "You know, that might not be such a bad idea.  Make him bisexual so we
can increase the potential market."

   "OK, I'll program him to be omnisexual and to be capable of a wide
variety of kinks, but he wouldn't initiate any of them unless the owner
requested it.  This is going to be fun."

   Eight weeks later Jordan's secretary said that the Lab Manager of the
lab in Australia had sent a message that her special unit had been shipped.
"I think he made a mistake because it is going to your home address. 
Should I notify transportation to pick it up, Dr.  Hanson?"

   "No, that's all right.  This is an experimental unit that may need quite
a bit of fine tuning so I'll keep it there and work on it in the evenings,
Sara."

   "I just don't know how you can be so dedicated to your job, Dr.  Hanson.
I admire you."

   "Well, if you get pleasure from it, it's not really a job, just a
different type of recreation." Her secretary left feeling sorry for her
boss who, she was sure, had no outside life and especially no sex-life.

   A few days later the unit arrived.  Frank had outdone himself.  The
android was about a hundred and eighty centimeters tall, weighed
seventy-three kilos, and was quite handsome, blond and a nordic appearance.
He was a little less masculine looking that she expected, but she preferred
her males that way.  She read the manual, learned how to activate the unit,
how to modify its physical attributes, and to trigger the various
behaviors. When she activated him his skin had the temperature and feel of
a normal human.  Frank had even built a fair amount of romantic vocabulary
into the android as well as a vocal tutorial, and he had made it
user-friendly for human verbal direction.  She moved the container to her
bedroom.

   After she spent time playing with her now four and a half year old
daughter, having dinner, settling the child in front of the television and
programming it to make all the educational channels available
preferentially, she retired to her room.  The next morning she called in
and said she'd be late.  After all night of having repeated sex with a wide
variety of males with different techniques, different personalities and
with penis sizes and combinations from twelve to thirty centimeters and two
to six centimeters in diameter Jordan was exhausted but more thoroughly
satisfied than she had ever been.  And she hadn't yet even tried its oral
technique or a few of her personal kinks.  She put the container in her
closet, walked the unit into it, and deactivated it.

   From work she told Sara to place a call to Frank in Australia.  "Frank,
you have a winner there, but I'm going to need to test it pretty constantly
for the foreseeable future.  I particularly like your little touches such
as having a foreskin.  I've always enjoyed them."

   He laughed, "So have I.  I'm glad you like it, and I know that I don't
have to worry as much if my boyfriend decides to leave."

   "I agree.  It was about a hundred times as good as my ex-husband in bed,
and even a better conversationalist.  How is the female android coming?"

   "We've built twenty units and we were going to pay men to test them. 
Even though we've kept it secret, we had enough competition for the jobs
from company employees that they started bidding for the chance.  We ended
up having a lottery and accepting a thousand dollars from each of the
successful applicants, and the money is going into an employee fund.  Next
time you're here, we'll throw a party for everyone."

   Frank continued, "I'd guess you'll be getting a call from marketing as
soon as the internal testing is done.  Oh my, I didn't mean that as a pun,
sorry.  They really want to add these to the line, and they want to make
Australia and New Zealand the test markets.  Oh, one of the guys suggested
that we program them to also be lesbian, but I ruled that out because women
seem much more interested in human interaction than mechanical perfection.
What do you think?"

   "I agree.  There wouldn't be as much of a market for that.  If a woman
just wants the mechanics and equipment, she can get any male or, as I've
just discovered, a male android."

   "I'd say 'ouch' if that applied to me, but you are certainly right about
most heterosexual guys."

   "Hmm" Jordan said, "that means I'll be spending quite a bit of time
there especially since I think our follow-on market should be Japan.  Make
one model blond, blue eyed, pink skinned, and petite.  I think that would
go over very well in the Japanese market.  Oh, and maybe you should build
me a backup unit of my prototype for my use when I'm in Australia."

   "It's already in the works, boss.  Hope you don't mind if the second
unit gets a bit of a workout before you get here."

   "Cheating on your boyfriend?  I'm surprised at you, Frank.  Go for it,"
Jordan giggled.

   "Oh, did you notice the little enhancements I built in?" he asked.  She
hadn't seen anything different so she asked.

   "The area just above the base of his penis can be set to vibrate as it
presses against the woman's clitoris, and the head of his penis and top of
his shaft will also vibrate when it's pressed against the woman's 'g'
spot."

   "Oh my, I'll have to check that out.  You certainly think about pleasing
a woman even with your orientation, Frank."

   "Well, it's not all altruism.  Imagine what it would feel like to a guy
if the android's penis were vibrating while it was in his anus and pressed
against the guy's prostate."

   "You really have made it all purpose.  We should get a healthy bonus
from this product."



   Over the next few weeks Jordan spent less time after hours at work and
less time with Tammy when she was home.  However, the nanny android cared
for the little girl adequately.  Tammy had absorbed a great deal of
information from the educational channels, including learning computer
functioning and programming.  She thought in computer languages as easily
and naturally as she did in English, Japanese and three other languages. 
Her mother had recommended the latter languages.  Her facility in the human
languages caused her to notice the lack of affect in the computer
languages. As such, she began to develop an emotional vocabulary as part of
these programming languages.  While she didn't know it at the time, this
would be a major step in the future to make androids more human-like.

   When the nanny blocked her access to general entertainment programs,
Tammy had no difficulty deactivating the unit, reprogramming her to allow
the girl much more freedom, then reactivating her.  Now she found the
programs from Japan so she could practice hearing the language.  In her
searches she ran across some Japanese adult channels and gained another
facet of her education, but she had no way of putting her new knowledge to
use.  However, she was curious because the youngest girls in the adult
programs were early teens.  She wondered if there was some reason that
someone her age couldn't participate.  She found information on human
anatomy, physiology, and sexuality.  She learned quite a bit including that
she had a hymen, that she would be too small for an adult penis, and that
she couldn't enjoy genital stimulation at her age.  Since she had already
discovered this pleasure by herself, she knew the last statement was wrong.
She wondered about the second one.

   When her mother had to leave for five weeks on a major project in
Australia and Asia, the little girl was moderately distressed.  She walked
into her mother's bedroom just to get the feel of her presence.  Tammy
opened the closet and breathed deeply of her mother's scent on her clothes.
Then she noticed the container.  She carefully opened it and saw the unit.
It was deactivated and naked, but she couldn't see much because it had
walked into the box so all that showed were its buttocks.  The little girl
reached in front and felt to see if it had the anatomical equipment she had
seen on the TV programs and the Internet.

   It didn't take her long to figure out how to activate the unit, but it
accepted only the most basic commands.  Tammy asked it to run a
self-diagnostic and to speak the process as it did so.  After listening to
the android rattle off lines of code for a number of hours, she understood
precisely what was wrong.  In only a few verbal commands she hacked past
security then added her voice print to that of her mother's as accepted
input for the android.  In moments the android was listing and describing
in great detail all its functions which were, of course, sexual.

   The girl found the nanny and instructed it that it would go into sleep
mode in her room, but that she would sleep in her mother's bed.  She then
went back, got undressed, climbed into her mother's bed and told the
android to join her.  "Make love to me with your mouth but be gentle and go
slowly."

   It kissed her lips softly then kissed her eyes, her ears, moved down her
throat, found her tiny nipples and began to kiss and lick them as it told
her how beautiful and desirable she was.  This was unlike anything the
four-year-old had ever experienced.  She didn't know whether to tell it to
keep doing that or if whatever it would do next would be even better. 
About then the android lover moved down across her stomach, switched to her
toes, and began to kiss and lick her as he moved back up.  As he reached
her inner thighs Tammy was going crazy with desire - she wasn't sure what
she desired, but she knew the android was leading her to something she
needed intensely.

   When his lips contacted her warm, smooth, little vulva, she spread her
legs in anticipation of. . .  something.  He gently tickled the soft skin
around her tiny slit with the tip of his tongue then slid it along the
groove from bottom to top about six times.  Tammy was enjoying this more
than anything she had ever felt and waited for even more.  She wasn't
disappointed when the android burrowed his tongue between her nether lips,
found her little clitoris, and caressed it.

   After a half hour of constant orgasm Tammy was able to gasp the command
to shut the machine off.  When she was coherent, she reactivated the
android, walked it into its container, deactivated it, then went to bed and
slept deeply.

   The nanny woke the girl in the morning, helped her take a bath and get
dressed, then made breakfast.  Tammy instructed the nanny to clean the
house but to leave her alone in her mother's bedroom.  She closed the door,
brought her mother's android out, and gave it a new command.  Its penis
shrank to little boy size but remained quite firm and erect.  She practiced
her oral technique, and the android dutifully squirted a small load of
synthetic semen into her mouth.

   Another command and it began to make love to the little girl again, but
this time it climbed on top of her, spread her legs and aimed its small
penis at her tiny slit.  She waited for the inevitable tearing of her hymen
with trepidation.  As the android sensed the membrane, it ejaculated two
drops of local anesthetic onto it, rotated its glans to spread the material
over her hymen then waited a minute.  It pressed forward and through the
thin layer of skin.  Although Tammy bled moderately, she felt no pain at
all.  As soon as it sensed the dry friction, small jets around the head of
its penis started a flow of a lubricating fluid.  When it began to
penetrate her and move, Tammy knew she needed something more.  She gave the
command that its penis lengthen slowly.

   Gradually the android's penis got longer and longer, pressing against
her cervix and finally sliding through its tightly closed mouth and deep
into the little girl's womb.  The anesthetic had numbed the pain receptors
here, too, so it could stretch her cervix without causing the girl any
discomfort.  Tammy instructed the android to stop growing longer but to
start becoming bigger around.  It didn't take too long for its penis to
stretch the tiny vagina and womb to their limits.  She told it to stop at
that size.

   This was perfect.  Now she had the machine pump all the way in and all
the way out of her at a moderate rate of speed.  After her fifth orgasm she
managed to gasp, "clitoris and g-spot." The area above the android's penis
opened and a small unit extended to cover her clitoris and began to lick
and vibrate softly.  Then a section of the top of his shaft expanded and
pressed against the bundle of nerves deep inside her vagina known as the
g-spot.  Once in place it also began to vibrate.

   For the next three hours Tammy was orgasming constantly and more
powerfully than any adult could imagine.  Her young, just forming powerful
brain was becoming programmed sexually in a way that had never before
occurred.  Her sexual drive was already higher than any mature woman's.

   Over the next month she learned to enjoy anal insertion and just about
every position she and the android could contort themselves into.  She was
spending about half her waking hours having sex with the android and the
other half was split between eating, cleaning up, and studying.  To make it
easier to communicate with the android she assigned it the name of Tom.

   Jordan had been traveling around the test market with a demonstration
model of the female android.  She found there was major interest in the
units but also a fair amount of public indignation from the more
conservative quarters.  She had also made sure that she had the male
android back-up unit with her for her personal use.  Frank had given this
one the dark, brooding, Latin lover look.  A few female professionals asked
whether such a unit was available, and she allowed them to have a private
test run with her android.  She dropped it off at the Australian lab prior
to her returning home.  When she arrived home, she looked forward to
spending a few days full time with Tammy.  Of course, the mother didn't
mention either of her android companions, but neither did the little girl
mention her activities with the one in her mother's closet.

   Jordan put Tammy to bed then retired to her room where she activated her
android.  It backed out of the container and turned around.  Jordan looked
down and saw a penis that was fourteen centimeters long but less than two
centimeters in diameter.  She knew she hadn't left the unit in this state.
Was this a default, or had someone else been using it?  Jordan accessed the
usage log and found that the android had been functioning for more than two
hundred and fifty hours in the last month.  She checked the activities and
saw that all of its kinks and varieties had been accessed and used
repeatedly - even some she hadn't had a chance to try.

   She went to Tammy's room, activated the nanny-bot and quietly instructed
it to follow her.  She went to the kitchen and began to interrogate the
unit.  "Who has been in my bedroom over the last month?"

   "Your daughter, ma'am," the unit responded.

   "Anyone else?"

   "I have, ma'am."

   "What did you do there?"

   "I changed your bedding weekly and made the bed daily."

   "Anything else?"

   "No, ma'am."

   "How much time did my daughter spend there?"

   "Five hundred and twenty-seven hours, ma'am."

   "Didn't she ever come out of the room?"

   "Yes, ma'am," the bot answered literally.

   "Did she sleep in her own room, where did you sleep, and how much time
did you spend in my bedroom?  And add explanations."

   "After the second night Tammy slept in your room while instructing me to
sleep in hers.  She spent approximately half of her waking hours in your
room."

   "What was she doing in my room?"

   "I do not know.  She had the door closed and instructed me to give her
privacy."

   "Privacy?  You're not programmed to do that.  Explain."

   "Tammy reprogrammed me."

   "I'll be damned.  I've got a nympho, nymphet hacker on my hands." Jordan
deactivated the nanny for the night and went to bed.

   The next morning Jordan got up, showered, dressed and walked into the
dining area where the nanny-bot was setting the table for breakfast. 
Jordan sat down, sipped her coffee and watched the morning news.  About
then Tammy came out.  "Hi, mom.  I'm really glad you're home."

   "I'm glad to be home, Tammy, because I missed you very much.  However, I
do have a few questions.  I understand that you were sleeping in my bed
while I was gone."

   "Well, I was lonely for you, too, so it made me feel better to be in
your bed." Tammy thought to herself, 'Nuts.  I should have erased the
nanny-bot's log.'

   "And, while you were spending time in my room, did you do anything else,
dear?"

   'Uh-oh.  I should have erased Tom's log, too,' she thought.  "Like what,
mom?"

   "Like, did you find the android in my closet, Tammy, and I've already
downloaded its log."

   The little girl mentally called herself a number of rather vulgar
Japanese and other language expletives she had learned and a few equally
pejorative programing language words she had come up with.  "Gee mom, I
didn't have anything else to do, so I thought I could play with it.  I had
to find out what it could do so I read its programming and found out those
things you had it set up to do.  I didn't know what they were for, so I
thought I'd just try them.  I'm sorry, mom.  I guess I shouldn't mess with
your things, huh?"

   "That's for sure, but did it have to take you two hundred and fifty
hours to try them?  And I didn't know you could read programing."

   "Well, you know, mom, Tom's so much fun I just couldn't stop once we
started.  Isn't he fun for you, too?  Yeah, you told me to learn Japanese
and programing languages, so I did."

   "You named the android Tom?  And, yes, but it's supposed to be fun for
grown ups, not for kids.  I didn't even know kids could get any pleasure
that way.  We'll talk about your programing proficiency later."

   "Yeah, I figured I was spending enough time with him I should call him
something.  I got a lot of stuff off of the Internet and most of it said
that kids don't enjoy sex stuff, but boy, are they wrong.  I don't know how
adults get anything done.  I could just keep having orgasms all day long
every day forever."

   "Oh, you know what that word means?"

   "Sure, I did a lot of research and learned about vaginal, oral, and anal
sex.  Wow, Tom sure knows how to do them, doesn't he?"

   "Tammy, you're not quite five yet.  Did you really have all those kinds
of sex with the android?" Jordan knew that's what the log said, but she
still couldn't believe it.

   "Oh, yeah.  And I programmed it to do a few other things, too.  Want me
to show you?"

   "Just tell me."

   "Well, it could only stick its tongue out about five centimeters at
first.  I couldn't get it to stick its tongue out more than about eight
centimeters, but that feels really good when he slides it around and licks
the walls of my vagina.  I bet you could have it modified so it could have
a twenty-centimeter tongue.  And, I managed to get Tom to make the back
half of his penis a little bigger around than the front half.  That way, it
can slide through my cervix and into my womb and still be bigger inside my
vagina.  I think you should tell them to make it able to change size all
along its penis.  I could only do that a little.  That way, it really
ripples a lot when it moves in and out and that feels super-good."

   Jordan was dazed at her little daughter's description but realized that
she was getting her aroused, and she felt guilty.  "Tammy, little girls
aren't supposed to do that.  People normally don't have sex until they are
in their teens."

   "Yeah, I know.  A lot of the articles say that kind of thing, but I
think it's really dumb.  I kept looking for good reasons for that and the
arguments were only emotional ones.  There's no evidence that kids get hurt
by early sex unless they are forced by someone or made to do something they
don't want to do.  With Tom, I told it what to do, and didn't have it do
anything I didn't want."

   "Well, there's the question of whether a child is too young to handle
sex," Jordan said.

   "I saw that too, mom.  What do they mean by 'handle' sex, and how do
they know when is too young for anything?  Am I too young to 'handle'
learning Japanese?  How old does the child have to be to assure she's not
damaged by exposure to arithmetic?" Jordan began to have second thoughts
about having had her daughter genetically enhanced.

   "Most early sexual experiences are forced, and, as you pointed out,
that's what they are trying to avoid," Jordan responded.

   "I agree about molestation because it's destructive, but from case
studies I've read, same-age experimentation certainly isn't, and I believe
that if a child is curious and an adult participates with him or her in a
caring manner, it can actually help the child's growth."

   "You may be right, but I doubt it, and I would prefer that you not use
my android."

   "I can understand that, mom, so how about getting me one of my own with
my modifications thrown in?"

   "Against my better judgement, I'll have a little boy, sexually
functional, android built for you."

   "No, I want a unit that I can grow into, not one that I would grow away
from." After much argument, Jordan agreed to have the backup android
modified and shipped for her daughter's use.  As soon as she got the chance
she had her own similarly modified.

   Although they each had their own unit, at Tammy's suggestion they often
shared them, especially when they wanted double penetration, either
oral-vaginal, vaginal-anal, or as Tammy did a few years later - having both
penises in her vagina at the same time but moving in and out on opposite
cycles.

   Jordan, meanwhile, had been promoted to a senior vice-president in
charge of the personal companion division because both the female and now
the male sex-bots were selling so well.  However, the company was torn
between the large profits and the bad press they were getting.

   One day Tammy said, "Mom, I was thinking about the conversation we had
two years ago.  Remember what I said about the difference between positive
early sexual experience and molestation?"

   "Yes, honey.  I certainly didn't agree with it at first, but now I think
you may be right.  What's your idea?"

   "Well, I think there's often a psychological difference between
molesters and pure pedophiles.  Adults who molest kids are programmed that
way.  They are driven, so laws don't stop them until they get caught and
put in prison, and then it's too late for the kids.  And conversely, I
think there are also a lot of pedophiles who are either really caring or
scared so they never have sex with kids even though they really want to. 
How about you having your division build little girl androids who are
sexually programmed?  That way, potential molesters could buy your units
and have an outlet so they wouldn't have to force kids to have sex with
them, and pedophiles could satisfy their desires without feeling they may
hurt the child or get arrested.  You could even use me as a template."

   "Interesting idea, but I think there would be a huge outcry against
'marketing to molesters' or 'pandering to pedophiles.' It's bad enough just
selling 'adult companions'.  If it were done, it would have to be an
underground market, and the construction would have to be in some country
with very enlightened ideas or loose laws.  Also, the market may not be
very large."

   "Sorry mom, but I think you're wrong. . .  about the market, that is. 
From all I've been able to deduce, potential pedophiles comprise a much
larger portion of the adult population than anyone would guess."

   Jordan very subtly hinted at the idea to the company president.  She
expected him to reject it immediately.  "Dr.  Hanson, that's a creative
idea, but we have to be very careful about anything in this area.  However,
write a proposal and submit it to me.  Let's keep this very confidential,
but see if your lab can modify one of the female companions to be, say, a
six-year-old.  When it's done, bring her to me for my evaluation. 
Remember, secrecy is the watchword."

   Jordan and Tammy flew to Australia to visit Frank who was now the
Vice-President of Research.  "Frank, our first android companion project
got us both large promotions.  This is Tammy, my daughter.  She has an idea
that may expand our favorite market."

   Frank's eyebrows raised at the idea of a six-year-old contributing
anything of value to the sex-bot project.  "Let's hear it." They closed his
office door, and Jordan and Tammy gave him their ideas.

   "There you damned heterosexuals go, limiting yourselves," he laughed. 
"How about a little boy for those of us who have a bit different
orientation.  Personally, I'm bored by kids, no offense Tammy, but I have
some friends who belong to NAMBLA and who would certainly be customers for
a boy sex-bot.  I think the idea's got merit, but the backlash against the
company could be disastrous.  We can do the initial work here, but I
suggest we have the company license the technology to us, and we set up a
separate company.  That way, their reputation stays pure.  If the project
is as successful as I think it will be, they would still make a great deal
of profit, and the owners of the specialized company, namely us, would
become wealthy."

   Jordan agreed and said she'd present that scenario to the board.

   "I can use you as one template, Tammy, but we should make a variety of
little girls - different ages, different skin and hair colors, etc.  Oh, I
think I can build in a regenerating hymen, and we wouldn't usually have to
bother with pubic hair.  They could be programmed to act from reluctant to
insatiable.  I'll get to work on it this afternoon."

   A few weeks later, Jordan, Tammy and a smaller than normal android
container flew back to the United States.  Jordan made an appointment to
have lunch with the company president.  She introduced her six-year-old
daughter to him as they went into the restaurant.  Tammy saw his pupils
dilate and him swallow as he looked at her.  Her mother explained their
progress, said that Tammy was the template, and that they had the prototype
container available for testing.

   "Um, well, you say it looks just like your daughter?  My problem is that
we have to maintain utmost secrecy.  I don't think we can afford to examine
it in the company labs, and I wouldn't want to bring it home because there
would be questions from my family and any guests."

   "May I suggest, sir," Jordan said, "That we have it delivered to one of
the apartments we use for visiting executives.  That way, no one would know
about it, and you could have whichever technician you want do the testing."

   "Excellent idea, Jordan.  I'll assign a, uh, trusted technician.  And
you say she looks just like your daughter, Tammy here?" he repeated as he
patted her hair and slid his hand down her shoulder and along her arm.

   "That's right, it's me outside and inside.  They took measurements of me
down there and she's got the same soft, pink, hairless equipment I do,"
Tammy said.

   "Oh my.  Does she have the same frankness and attitude you do, child?"

   "Yes sir, if you program her that way.  Otherwise you can make her
anything from a scared tiny virgin, to a nympho nymphet.  That last was my
mother's term." She smiled.

   A month later, Jordan was called into the president's office.  "Jordan,
here are a number of work orders.  Please start building prototypes along
these lines, again maintaining secrecy.  It turns out that seven of the ten
members of the Board of Directors feel they have to conduct further
personal tests, but they are very positive to your ideas."

   Within a year Jordan and Frank founded their own company secretly funded
by Andro-Genics and purchased the sole rights to manufacture the 'adult
companions.' The lawyers wrote a series of licensing agreements that were
ironclad.  That way, Andro-Genics was apparently out of the sex-bot
business, could plead innocence and also claim they couldn't break the
contracts without going bankrupt.

   Jordan, Tammy and Frank set up manufacturing facilities in a small,
third world country with easily bribable officials.  While many
fundamentalists attempted to have laws written prohibiting owning a
child-sized android as well as an adult android companion, they were found
unconstitutional wherever they were imposed.  Three to twelve-year-old
girl-bots and boy-bots turned into the largest market for androids of any
sort, and almost a third of the world's adult male population who can
afford them now own their own little girl or boy android.  Surprisingly,
the market to women is growing, too.



   The End.

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