There were two Uni-Dolls on the sixteenth-floor reception desk and one waiting for me as I emerged from the lift. I was still dressed in the company's standard work uniform, navy blue pleated skirt and white blouse, which by coincidence was identical to my Uni-Doll guide. Her name, printed on her rectangular badge, was 'Seetu'.

I studied the Uni-Doll and felt proud that Mary had chosen my likeness when designing them. Their bodies were identical to my modified one. She would be wearing the same underwear as me, but she was sexless. Our black one-inch heeled buckle shoes were identical, as was our long black hair which fell around our shoulders. Hers was a wig, while my hair was my own.

Seetu bowed. "Doctor Masaki, welcome to the Sixteenth floor. How may I help you?"

The Uni Dolls were easily distinguished from the companion Dolls for they didn't need an external router, hence the absence of a gold band around their necks. However, both types of Doll had a docking port on the back of their necks.

I handed the key card over. "I'd like a tour of the Southeast Penthouse."

"One moment, Doctor, while I get authorization."

Looking into her smiling face was like looking in a mirror, only the image was a few years younger. Mary had modelled the Uni-Dolls on a photograph of my image when I was 19 years old. Their faces were fresher than mine, I thought, but very similar.

Her eyes suddenly looked brighter. "Permission has been granted, Doctor. Please follow me."

I was killing time before lunch. I had seen the empty suite already on the third day of recording sequences with Mary. There were six identical penthouse suites, so we mapped one of the unoccupied furnished suites and the empty one. The moment Seetu opened the door, I noticed that things had changed. I soon found that the penthouse suite had been fully furnished to a standard similar to 1405.

The difference between the two-bedroom apartments was that the Southeast Penthouse had a roof garden, a jacuzzi and a swimming pool. I loved swimming and even though it was a small 50' pool, I would spend hours in it, if we moved in. I was also drawn to the small garden with its tall shrubs and swinging seat.

The apartment had a computer room/study, complete with a small cabinet containing all the links to Hills. Beside the cabinet stood a beautiful writing desk with a desk top computer. There were also two upload chairs for the resident Uni-Doll and companion Doll allocated to the apartment.

The kitchen was amazing, as was the view from the palatial lounge. I followed Seetu around all the rooms and the more I saw, the more I wanted to stay there. I was certain that Mary would acquiesce once she heard about the offer.

We returned to the entrance hall. "I've seen enough, Seetu. Thank you for your guidance."

The Doll bowed. "You are welcome, Miss. I will guide you back to the lift."

I didn't need a guide, but I didn't want to confuse the Uni-Doll's, microcomputer, even though Hills was in overall control and could handle virtually any situation. Hills was more a guiding force on the Penthouse floor, rather than a controlling force, for UNI-Dolls were capable of dealing with most eventualities.

As we entered the reception lobby, the lift doors started to open, eventually revealing a single passenger. When the occupant, Director Haruki Yokoto, stepped out, we were about ten feet away. We bowed together and then straightened to find he was bearing down on us.

He stared at me. "Where's your badge, Doll?"

Seetu interrupted. "May I carry your bag for you, Master?"

He had another look at both of us. "No, be quiet, Seetu. I want this Doll to take my bag. What's your name, Doll?"

"Miyu, Master." I hadn't intended to sound like a Uni-Doll, but it just came out that way.

Beside me, Seetu remained silent, following her Master's order.

Haruki lifted his briefcase and handed it to me. "Carry this for me, Miyu."

"As you wish, Master." I was so used to seeing Mary act like a synthetic, it came second nature to me.

Again, I hadn't intended to reply like a Doll, but the phrase just slipped out. I should have laughed and broke the illusion, but I wasn't in a hurry and didn't think it would do any harm to carry his bag. Mary was going to be busy for some time and I was intrigued by the man's reaction to a synthetic girl.

It was something Mary had mentioned when she designed the Uni-Dolls. It was the perceived wisdom that if they were devoid of sex parts, men in general would treat them with respect. Well, I was about to find out how Haruki Yokoto treated the Uni-Dolls in his charge, then I'd be able to tell Mary about my experience.

I followed the tall finance director to the entrance door of the South Penthouse Suite. He unlocked it with his keycard and pushed the door open. There, standing, waiting for her Master, was his resident Uni-Doll. That wasn't surprising in itself, but what was, was that she was dressed in a set of black satin underwear.

The shorts were the company design, but the bra was lacy and see-through. Mary had designed the Uni-Dolls with realistic, large breasts but given them small nipples to deter men from playing with the Doll's breasts. It appeared as though her efforts had been pointless.

The Director was obviously fooling around with the synthetic girl when they were alone. It wasn't a crime, but it was extremely interesting behaviour.

The Uni-Doll bowed. "Welcome, home, Master."

"Kai, go and make me a cup of coffee," he barked, then stepped inside the apartment and turned. "Miyu, take my bag to the lounge. Put it on the coffee table and wait for me there."

I walked past him and set off down the hall. The director had no reason to think that I was anything other than a synthetic girl. Had I gone too far? Probably, but it was an interesting experiment which I was sure Mary would encourage if she knew what was happening.

Would Haruki Yokoto dismiss me or reveal more of his dubious attitude toward the synthetics in his charge...? I was about to find out.

 

 

The Uni-Doll, Kai. was the first to appear, carrying a cup of coffee. She paused on her way to the coffee table and gave me a smile. "Welcome to my Master's apartment, Doctor Masaki. Would you like a cup of coffee?

"No thank you, Kai."

The Doll would give the game away sooner or later. If the Director was mad when he found out who I was, I'd turn the charm on and explain that I study, as part of my job, interactions between humans and synthetics. It was partially true so I wouldn't be misleading him.

Kai, having placed the coffee on the table, returned to my side and stood, waiting patiently for her Master to return. In fact, she would stay there all evening, unless she had another task scheduled, like cooking her Master's lunch. I looked around the lounge and noted the room was spotless, testament to the thoroughness of the Uni-Doll's hard work.

There had been so many eye-opening things happen to me during the day, I wasn't expecting any more shocks, but I was wrong. The tall handsome director entered the room from the hall door, dressed in a red satin basque, black stockings and a pair of pink satin panties! The sight of a man wearing exotic women's underwear was something I had never seen in my life!

It was even more shocking than having, first Toshira, then the trainer, study my naked body. In those cases, I witnessed predictable behaviour by men - prewarned by Mary, once she decided that we should come to Japan and help prepare the I.L.L.S. program.

Being confronted with a cross-dressing man was way beyond my experience and I struggled to keep my expression from showing the shock I felt. All I knew was that I had intruded on his personal space, like a spy, and had to get out of there without him discovering my true identity.