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China Doll Journal
by Bailey Hunter

February 14,

You’ll never guess what! I had a date tonight! That’s right, I, ‘Vile Victor’ had a date. She’s beautiful too. Not just to me either. I saw the way people looked at her when we were out to dinner. I could see them wonder if I was rich or something. She didn’t seem to mind.

Her name is Alice and she’s still here. I better get back. I hear her getting restless.

Will write more later.

February 16,

Alice is still here, she’s napping right now. She’s so perfect. I can’t believe I’ve been so lucky to meet someone like her. She is such a great listener too. She just lets me ramble on about anything. I love to kiss her. She’s got the fullest lips I’ve ever kissed, though I haven’t kissed many women, especially none like her.

This morning she let me brush her long black hair. She has really white teeth that make her smile even more wonderful. Today we’re going to lounge around in bed. We’ve been doing that a lot. She’s so willing to try anything that pops into my mind. Well, there was that one thing, but we worked it out. Now it seems the sky’s the limit.

Just last night she let me take my time and taste every inch of her body. No woman has ever let me do that before. Not even the ones I’ve paid for. Probably because of this damned deformity. It even affects my tongue making me all lumpy and gross to look at. I don’t blame those other girls. I wouldn’t want my face or my tongue anywhere near me if I were them. Alice is different though. She doesn’t even see it.

I’ve been with other girls, but they never let me make love to them. Not like Alice. Every stroke of my fingertips across her alabaster skin, every taste of her, every time we make love it’s done with gentleness and care. Even when we tried some of the more… interesting stuff.

She’s looks like one of those porcelain dolls Mama had all over the house with perfect dark hair, white skin and beautiful green eyes made of glass.

I just looked back at her laying there on the bed, her hair delicately covering those full breasts… I have to go, she’s waiting for me.

February 18,

We’ve made love day and night since Alice came into my world. I had to call into work and tell them I’m sick just so I can stay with her. I gave Alice a bath today. I had gone out and picked up some special soap and shampoo that she said she liked that first day. It smells like lavender and vanilla at the same time.

When I got back I ran her a bath and then I washed her long dark hair, letting the shampoo slip down her back, watching the bubbles as they followed her spine then mingled with the water. Something about water is very enticing. I even got into the tub with her. I think bathing Alice is probably the single most erotic thing I have ever done.

My whole house smells like her now.

February 23,

I think Alice is going to leave soon. The neighbours are starting to complain about the smell. I hate to lose her, but I guess I always knew it had to end sometime.

Tonight, when everyone is asleep, I will take my precious Alice out one last time. We’ll make love beneath the stars and then I will bury her. I wish I could let her stay; my precious china doll, but even Mama tossed hers when they got too tattered.

Alice taught me how I could love a woman. It will be a while before I find another like Alice, but if I look hard enough I’m sure I can find another girl who will be perfect.

At least for a few days.

Fiction © Copyright Bailey Hunter
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com

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Bailey is a publisher with Dark Recesses Press.

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