So she started reeling me in for the next thing she said was, "Why the hell would anyone pay over six thousand dollars for a blow up doll?" It's not a...blow up doll. Their solid, made out of silicon, I think." I said as I wondered why I hadn't just kept my big mouth shut.Her mouth opened in surprise for a second and then said, "Show me!"Well, five minutes later there we were in front of my computer on Real Doll's website looking at the latest in silicon sex toys. I even found a site from which I. It all started when we were looking at a magazine and saw a picture and article on a transsexual , she looked pretty, very feminine , at the time I did not know about transgender but after curiosity set in liam and I did our research. About a week later we never really talked about it anymore but he was coming over for our routine sleep over , well during a nice game of truth or dare which we always played , I decided too take a dare because game was getting boring , well liam dared me too put. There were no shoulder straps and I was certain she had no underwear beneath her dress as anything would show through the skin-tight satin sheen. Her long blonde hair had been expertly piled on top of her head in a stunning creation exposing her pretty face and shoulders to maximum effect. She gave me a knowing smile, her full lips pouting and moist, shiny red lipstick matching her dress. The whole creation was displayed to perfection by her open toed strappy stilettos with impossibly high. You can’t really see them unless you’re up close, and know to look, but you know, and you are. You get your drink from the bartender, an excellent single malt scotch on the rocks, and I whisper in your ear that I want to go exploring in this fantastic house. You smile, and place your warm hand on the small of my back and guide me down a long hallway, finally ending up in a large library room. We’ve left the noise and buzz of the party behind, and we’re completely alone in here, but we know.