Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)It's an interesting thing when you are waiting for something to happen. Time seems to slow down almost to a near crawl, even the weather seems to try and dampen your spirits, quiet literally, as the rain outside the classroom window struck the glass like small projectiles intent on trying to shatter the double panned material.
Aiden tapped the end of his pencil against the desk, almost in tune with the slow hand of the clock that ticked on the wall. Every few moments the dark haired youth would look up at the device, only seeing that half a minute had passed since he last looked. His amber eyes would look hopeful, until they focused behind his glasses only to realize that time had not gone very far. He would then let out a silent, but long sigh and resume to trying to pay attention to the lecture, and at times even jot down a note or two.
The slim male had just recently ordered something very special to him. Being a bit of an introvert, Aiden was not very outgoing, no he would prefer to stay inside mostly, working on things, tinkering, and what not. The few friends he had only came over to hang out, play video games, and from time to time go and see a movie. Mostly he spent his time just to himself, so there was no female companionship in his life. It hadn't changed even after he moved out for college. Having a wealthy uncle had it;s perks, he was allowed to stay in one of his uncles old vacation homes not to far from campus. It was great, seeing as it was empty, big, and away from most of the other residential areas. So long as he didn't trash the place he was allowed to do whatever he wanted. So after working most of his winter break, he had saved up enough for a very special treat for himself. An artificial female companion, or more commonly known as, a sex doll.
With the finale few minutes finally coming to an end, he was up and out the door in a flash. He quickly hurried home, nearly running two red lights. He expected to see a large crate on the front door of the nice, spacious house. He was surprised when he saw instead a barrel of sorts. He shrugged it off though, seeing as it had the correct address, and felt pretty heavy. He eagerly rolled it inside the house, locking the door, and finding a crow bar to pop the lid f the barrel open. He was dismayed to see inside, seemed to be nothing but gel...possibly hair gel? "The hell is this?" he asked himself, his voice sharp with disappointment. He looked at the return address, and the letter attached, saying he had gotten what he had indeed ordered, though he could not recall ordering a life time supply of hair product.
Aiden tapped the end of his pencil against the desk, almost in tune with the slow hand of the clock that ticked on the wall. Every few moments the dark haired youth would look up at the device, only seeing that half a minute had passed since he last looked. His amber eyes would look hopeful, until they focused behind his glasses only to realize that time had not gone very far. He would then let out a silent, but long sigh and resume to trying to pay attention to the lecture, and at times even jot down a note or two.
The slim male had just recently ordered something very special to him. Being a bit of an introvert, Aiden was not very outgoing, no he would prefer to stay inside mostly, working on things, tinkering, and what not. The few friends he had only came over to hang out, play video games, and from time to time go and see a movie. Mostly he spent his time just to himself, so there was no female companionship in his life. It hadn't changed even after he moved out for college. Having a wealthy uncle had it;s perks, he was allowed to stay in one of his uncles old vacation homes not to far from campus. It was great, seeing as it was empty, big, and away from most of the other residential areas. So long as he didn't trash the place he was allowed to do whatever he wanted. So after working most of his winter break, he had saved up enough for a very special treat for himself. An artificial female companion, or more commonly known as, a sex doll.
With the finale few minutes finally coming to an end, he was up and out the door in a flash. He quickly hurried home, nearly running two red lights. He expected to see a large crate on the front door of the nice, spacious house. He was surprised when he saw instead a barrel of sorts. He shrugged it off though, seeing as it had the correct address, and felt pretty heavy. He eagerly rolled it inside the house, locking the door, and finding a crow bar to pop the lid f the barrel open. He was dismayed to see inside, seemed to be nothing but gel...possibly hair gel? "The hell is this?" he asked himself, his voice sharp with disappointment. He looked at the return address, and the letter attached, saying he had gotten what he had indeed ordered, though he could not recall ordering a life time supply of hair product.
