A previous post has reminded me of a beautiful time in my life when I bought an *exceptionally cute* girl/child mannequin from a website for under a hundred dollars around 7 years ago as a Christmas present to myself.
Her name was K**, and she had a permanent open-mouthed smile.
A name that was used to describe her as a product for purchase on the mannequin website, which still exists, and you can still order from.
After she was delivered to me in a large carboard box while snowing in winter, I modified her with a very attractive thirty dollar brunette wig of straight hair, and bought her both brand new clothes and thrift store clothes, all of which were size 6. Cute skirts, cute tank tops, cute socks, cute everything. On a Japanese-operated website, I purchased for her body some realistic silicone flesh for the purpose of pleasure.
I had a very special relationship with her inanimate body for 3 1/2 years. I treated her like she was a real girlfriend for the most part.
I remember looking intimately into her painted eyes,
kissing her daily whenever I needed to feel better,
and sleeping with her next to me at night,
among other times we spent together.
Life has provided a small taste of
the beauty that exists within it
and I will die a happy man.
True stories rarely told.