.”Sarah cut me off by standing up and calling into the kitchen, “Tommy, you better not be pestering Richie in there.”“He’s being good,” my...mom yelled back. “Leave the poor boy alone, Sarah!”“Yes, mother,” Sarah said between her teeth, walking towards the French doors leading to the back patio.I walked up behind her, put a sympathetic arm over her shoulders, and said, “I’m told I’m good at keeping secrets.”“You?” Sarah said with amusement. “I remember when you used to peek at your Christmas. I reassured her that I would not leave her side for a second, besides I didn't want to miss a moment of Lena's 'awakening'.I had spoken at length to Alan over the phone and I had emphasised the need for him to take things gently and treat her like the shy reluctant virgin that she was. At nine twenty, the doorbell rang, it was Alan. I brought him in and introduced him to a slightly flushed Lena. She stood and smiled as he approached. He was a perfect gentleman, first shaking her hand and then. I ran to my door and told him to come in. He was there, in MY house, finally! I said "make yourself at home" and took his coat off of him.We got to my living room and sat on my couch. I handed him a beer and I tried starting a conversation."So, it wasn't too difficult finding the house?" I asked"No it was ok"There was an awkward silence, I was not that good with small talk…"I hope you like beer, I bought it thi…"He interrupted me: "We both know why you made me come here right?"I stopped talking. She's perfect, Sam thought, gazing at her face with its delicate features, her rounded curves and slim legs. Even her feet were perfect with the toes sporting a delicate pink nail polish.He leaned over and kissed the luscious pink lips. As soon as he placed his lips against hers, her eyes sprang open. He was looking at her emerald green eyes, and she smiled at him, and a low moan emanated from her mouth.The doll said, "Hi. My name is Abby, are you my new master?"Sam stuttered, "Hi, Abby, I.