Now, though, his sex organ looked wrong and ugly and more fake thanthese new, modest breasts glued to his chest. He looked more closelyat the breasts....They looked real and natural and he liked them morethan his penis.What would it be like to be a women - or maybe just a girl? Exceptfor that one encounter with the creeps on the beach, he really likedhow people treated him when he was a girl. They praised his beauty.They praised his clothes. They watched out for him and took care ofhim. It was. I can get up to Tactical Level II without looking terrible, and IIA if I accept some bumpiness. Let’s keep going, though.” She put one foot on a chair. Very plain black patent, with what probably was a four-inch heel and an ankle strap that somehow was different than a come-fuck-me (CFM) shoe.”“Do I guess correctly that the ankle strap is for support first and appearance second?”“You’ve got it, Ada.” Cath hummed some stripper music, not especially well but giving the impression she needed.. It would take a sizeable portion of his own security fleet to deal with them.Omni-Analogs were the latest product of his highly illegal bio-genetic warrior project, the Leviathan-Column. Merging and combining the genetic and biodata of a thousand Union species, resulting in a nightmarish eight meters tall troll-like creature, programmed to obey him alone. Based on the highly successful Saturnian clone project, from before the gene clone war and the prohibitive Gene cloning laws of the Union.. " And my wife adores me," he laughed. "And she knows how YOU are."Okay. Off to work. Double check the 3Sigma stuff. Waste of time, I quickly saw, but I had to do it. Prudent. Errors do creep in. I know. Sitting there entering the data is tedious, and that assumes that the people who gathered the data to give you got their stuff accurately recorded.I closed my eyes after half an hour. Played the Phases of Johanna slideshow in my mind. There's an extra set of slides. My redheaded Johanna and her.