On a rainy night in December, I was driving. My wife and seven-year-old daughter had fallen asleep. I was on one of those small two-lane winding roads, with a mountain on my left, and a steep cliff on my right. As I turned around a blind corner, two cars were passing each other, one of which was in my lane. Being sleep deprived, and reacting without thought, I turned my car to the right. Off the cliff. The car seemed to float in mid-air for a brief second before it started its descent.
Hours later, a helicopter rescued me. I later learned that my wife and daughter had not made it. We had met in seventh grade. She was my only girlfriend, my first kiss, my first everything. And my little daughter, she had so much more life left. Why, why did I live? My shrink says that it's survivor's remorse. No one can replace them.
Years later, I've had a few drinks. Surfing the dark web, I come across this site. Love dolls, I scoff, but I peruse the site. Two months later a large box appears on my doorstep. I look around, but I don't see a delivery truck. I shrug and drag it inside.
I carefully open the box. Inside on top of the doll is a laminated paper. Printed boldly it says: "Read this first"
I open the letter:
Thank you for your purchase, inside you will find Donna, your Love Doll.
1) Don't share her with anyone.
2) Don't leave her alone for extended periods.
3) Don't store her in a closet.
3) If you go on vacation, take her with you.
4) Most importantly, don't go hog wild in bed. Treat her with respect. Ask her what she likes, and let her know what you're going to do.
5) If you hadn't brought her to bed, for whatever reason, and later find her in bed, cuddle, and spoon.
I flip the paper over, but that's all it read. I open the rest of the box. She lay in the box face up, however, her head needed to be attached. Five foot two, eyes of blue, blonde, with smallish, B cup-sized breasts. She came with two outfits. I digress; rule number four, I ask her which outfit she likes. I wipe my brow and chuckle at myself. Without a reply, I chose one that looks more modest.