I’m not going to speculate how you guessed that.” He laughed nervously. I bet you prefer vanilla.” He cleverly countered.“Yeah, I can tear som... vanilla up!” I barked loudly as I freely glanced over at him. I fixed our drinks and then I led him out on to the deck and the spacious backyard of my home. It was a hot but brisk sunny afternoon. The cool breeze was welcomed on my rich, shiny, dark skin. I offered him a seat on a long wooden bench beneath a sun umbrella, I stretched out on nearby. I was so nervous to tell him my secret but I knew I had to tell him. Then I just said it...I was born a man! Of course his first reaction was that I was fucking with him. After all, I was only 5'8", weighed about 145 with a very slim figure, long blonde hair, and even had a boob job so I was sporting a perky pair of C cup tits. I didn't even need to take hormones since I was naturally feminine looking. Put a little makeup on me and I made one very convincing woman that people, even Paul, . "They turned down everything else I asked for," I was telling some ofthem, who'd asked me about my interview with the genies for theseventeenth time. "Except for just tweaking their gender-algorithm. Andthat wouldn't have helped everybody, and it might have hurt people thatgot lucky the first time around. They rejected everything we'dbrainstormed about on the forums -- all the sane ideas I actually broughtup, anyway -- and I was stumped, and about to just ask them to try toimprove the. Nadil wiped her eyes and blurted out, "Everything is so old that it has become fragile. Don't sit on any of the furniture until we can check it," she said."Now you tell me," I replied as I looked into my empty cup.The girls went to the chambers and sat on the gelled mattresses of their beds, sipping their coffee. They looked over at me and snickered, as I rolled to my knees and stood up. Going back to the replicator, I refilled my cup, and leaned against the wall."Do you trust that wall enough.