We decided to leave on Friday evening. I reached a place from where I had to pick her up. It was the first time we will be seeing each other. So, we b...th were nervous. I have already told my car number and color. On reaching the location, I called her and asked her about her whereabouts. She said, she recognized my car and keep the car gate open.She came and sat in the front seat of the car after putting the bag in the back seat of the car. We both greeted each other. I could feel the tension. Dies war die Anzeige welche sofort meine Aufmerksamkeit auf sich zog. Gut…es gab wenige Infos dazu, aber das liebe Geld war in diesem Fall einfach der springende Punkt für mich. Ich heißt in diesem Fall: Daniela, 27 Jahre alt, mittelgroß, naturblond, recht sportliche Figur, Dauerstudentin mit Dauerpleite-Syndrom. Bevor hier ein falsches Bild entsteht…ich bin kein „ewiger Student“. Im Gegenteil. Ich hab BWL studiert und auch abgeschlossen. Die Sache ist aber die…BWL studiert man halt weil man. “So um where are they?”“Come on back I will show you. You are going to love them.” She flashes you a coy smile that makes you think she is hiding something. She leads you back past some black curtains and eventually into a odd little showroom with one padded shelf with only 4 dolls, all look absolutely perfect, you are amazed at the craftsmanship, you can’t see a single seam, and the eyes even sparkle with a depth almost eerie.“Wow, how much are they?” You say and look them over. The first is a. With her lips close to my ear she whispered, “Darling, there’s a lot about Diane you just don’t know. For example, before she was raped, she was a virgin; those three rapists are the only men she’s ever been with.”I could feel her head slowly shaking as she continued, “Would you believe it? She’s never even had a date? It’s true.” She paused, gathering her thoughts. “Oh, dear...” she mused, “that’s something I hadn’t thought of. Beyond spending the weekend in bed with Steve — and what she’s.