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Chapter 12 

“You’d be surprised,” I sigh. “Some of our neighbors have recently had packages disappear. So I just want to make 

sure.” 

“I totally get that,” Elissa answers, pretending to help me with the display so she can carry on chatting with me. 

“Besides,” I continue, “it’sBrad’sfancy neighborhood, remember? Not mine.” 

such a sweet dealt 

“Sure,” she shrugs. “But you still live there. Which is such a sweet deal by the way. He still hasn’t brought up you leaving?” 

“Nope.” 

“Maybe helovesthat you still live there,” she giggles. 

“Not likely,” I say with a wry smile. 

“Why not? You’re a sassy, curvy young girl and he’s a stud. Ofcoursehe loves having you around!” 

‘I don’t think I’m his type, Elissa,” I say with a pointed look. 

‘Ofcourseyou are,” she rolls her eyes. “You’re every man’s type!” 

No, I’m not. Besides, you’ve met my mom before,” I reply. “Brad dates women like Janice: slim, leggy blondes.” 

Sure, but that doesn’t mean he can’t enjoy some eye candy of a different kind. He’s a man. They don’t liscriminate like that.” 

Well, he barely even notices me. To him I’m just some kid. Trust me, that’s the way things are.” 

Hey, look! Elissa suddenly exclaims, pointing at my phone. The screen now shows an Amazon delivery guy aving a package on the doorstep and scanning it. The package is a huge, six foot rectangular box. 

Whoa, what did you order?” breathes Elissa. “Is that a coffin?” 

y eyes bug out as the oxygen escapes my lungs. 

“hat’s not mine,” I muse. “I’m waiting for, um… something smaller.” I don’t tell her that I ordered a few utrageously skimpy lingerie items, inspired by the ones worn by the dolls I’d seen scattered around Brad’s home fice last night. They had cut–outs to show off a woman’s nipples, and one pair of particularly sexy panties were tually crotch–less. My thighs squeeze together at the memory. But now in the cold light of day, I realize how diculous my order was because it’s not like Brad would everseeme in the lingerie. What an idiot I can be metimes. But Elissa has no idea and scrunches her nose at the enormous box on our doorstep. 

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“So if that’s not yours,” she hums, “what didBradorder then?” 

“I have no idea,” I lie. After what I saw last night, I’m certain the delivery box contains a sex doll because what else would come in a package that size? But should I tell Elissa that? What if she thinks he’s some kind of freak?! suddenly realize that I feel protective about Brad. Well, notprotective, exactly. That’s not the right word. But I certainly wouldn’t want anyone thinking badly of him. That’s a startling realization, and it surprises me. I’ve had the hots for Brad since I met him, but so far it’s been entirely physical. I really don’t know the alpha male at all, so where are these feelings coming from? Maybe I should share my suspicions with Elissa because I’m so confused at the moment. 

“Actually, I do think I know what that is,” I confess. 

“Oh, really?” Elissa asks with interest. “What?” 

“We’ve had a few of those boxes delivered recently. And last night I realized what they contain.” 

“Don’t leave me hanging, girl!” Elissa giggles. “Seriously, it’s like a dead body showed up at your door!” 

“Well, it’s a body, of sorts. I think Brad has been ordering sex dolls,” I say in a quick voice. “Life–size silicone sex dolls.” 

There’s silence for a few seconds. 

“Sex dolls?” my buddy gasps. “Are you serious?” 

“Shh!” I hiss, glancing around. But the store is relatively empty, and Greg is nowhere to be seen. 

“You must be kidding,” Elissa whispers, matching my tone. “How do you know?” 

“Because I saw Brad using one last night,” I confess, and Elissa’s eyes go wide, eager to hear more. “I was at home, just putzing around. I decided to look around the mansion- 

“You mean you were being nosy,” Elissa interrupts. 

“Yes. I was. I went up to the top floor of the house, which Brad occupies. I’d never been up there, and I sawhimin his office with one of the dolls.” 

“Yousawhim?” Elissa breathes. “How? 

“The door was ajar,” I admit. “But I pushed it open a little.” 

“So what was he doingexactly?” 

I blush. 

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“He was using one of the dolls of course!” I whisper, going beet–red at the memory of how hot it was to watch Brad. “It was actually more of a sex toy, as opposed to a doll. It was just a tiny pussy and ass, with a butt and a waist. There weren’t breasts, or a face or anything like that. But I could see a few other sex dolls lying around, and these were full–sized ones, like with a head, hair, boobs, legs, everything. Life–size Barbies, if you will, and it was obvious he uses them on a regular basis.” 

“Holy shit,” Elissa whispers, her eyes wide. “So you saw Brad have sex with a toy?” 

“Yeah,” I sigh. “It was so hot. And he was trying to be quiet, which made it even more interesting because I’m the only other person living in the house, and I can’t imagine why he’d care about keeping quiet for my sake.” 

“Maybe he cares what you think more than you realize,” Elissa suggests. I ponder this for a moment, but that can’t be the reason. Why would Brad care about what I think? 

Still, how scandalous!” Elissa continues, gasping in shock. “I can’t believe you live in a house with a hot older guy who uses sex dolls in front of you! He’s so virile and dirty. Mmmmm.” 

t’s not that scandalous,” I giggle, nudging Elissa playfully in the ribs. “Technically, he didn’t use them in front of e becauselwas the one doing the creeping. Brad was minding his own business in the privacy of his home office. wasn’t hurting anyone. Besides, he keeps the sex dolls well out of sight. It’s not like the dolls sit around in the mily room, greeting guests.” 

ill,” whispers Elissa in awe. “It’s dirrrty, girlfriend. How did it make you feel to see him with the toy like that?” | ug, trying to play it cool. But again, I can’t help but blush.