I had had the longest day. I had spilt coffee on my way to work; I now spotted a dark brown Brazil shaped stain on my khaki blazer. Furthermore, my presentation had flopped meaning I wasn’t getting paid that week and I had just gone through a mountain of paperwork. I was done with the day and couldn’t wait to get home. To my cozy one bedroom apartment overlooking a wall of high rise buildings. Take off my shoes and sink my feet on the lush carpet. Pour myself a glass of whiskey, plop on the couch, turn on the TV and pull her over to the crook of my arm. She is one of my favorite Sex Dolls. Her name is Camila, the queen of my castle.
She was beautiful. She had two long braids falling over her lithe slim body. I loved brushing her hair in the mornings. Her nipples would be tenting the sheer lace top that lay cropped above her flat smooth abdomen. Her long supple legs encased in fish net stockings gartered to a pair of high waisted sheer panties.
Whatever problems I have, Camila is always there waiting for me, with a sexy grin on her face and a twinkle in her eyes. I have a constant companiable partner waiting for me. I could not wait to get home, the night held possibilities. My girl, the best of my Sex Dolls – I love you kinky girl!