Perhaps this experiment started out because there is no pre-programmed sexual knowledge for a robot as unique as CiCi. There have been many human male... and females combining their own feelings and experiences to instruct a robot how to feel and perform in a traditional role such as my own. But maybe no intersexuals ever were part of robot development teams. Or their early results were not satisfactory and room for improvement was seen. Whatever the reason, CiCi was allowed to discover her own. You can do this, I told myself. You're brave. And I opened the door. The moment I stepped inside, I smelled the inviting fragrance of lavender, and saw the brightly colored walls of the office. It was everything I'd expect the Pit (our name for the principal's office) not to be. I clutched my hall pass in my right hand, holding on so hard my knuckles turned white. I tried to relax, but I couldn't. I didn't want to be expelled, punished, or even suspended. I knew I had made a stupid mistake,. “It’s just, I wondered if you’d done it because… I don’t know… maybe you felt a sorry for me,” she still looked down as if she was afraid to see the expression on my face. “To be honest, when you pulled open the curtain, a part of me thought you were going to tell me to leave!”“Sally! No! Of course not, how could you think that?” I said a little more harshly than I intended. “I don’t make people feel better by sleeping with them, what kind of person would that make me?”“Oh Faye, no I'm sorry, I. It must have been nearly thirty years ago when I went with a group of men to Texas." Texas must have been really wild country back then," I said."Not as wild as you'd expect. There weren't all that many white men there, but the Spaniards got along just fine. The group I was with looked around a while and decided to head back east, but I liked the country and I liked the way the people lived. I met a man by the name of Don Diego Alvorada. He owned a big ranch and when I told him I wanted to stay.