Andy Witherspoon was 17 and lived in Burbank. You would think that as someone who lived in SoCal, he would have the kind of lifestyle that most Midwesterners and Easterners would covet.

       But that was not so. Andy was only an average student, and was skinny, pimple faced and unattractive to the opposite sex. Whenever he tried to get a date, like to get his first date with his father or mother driving, he was turned down. Internet cabs were too expensive.

        Andy found solace online with a group of wimps like himself from the LA area where they shared similar problems and once in a while shared a picture or two while getting advice about what to do with problems of mutual concern.

       Some of the guys were much more successful at connecting with the opposite sex than Andy. But his hormones were raging and he had found an outlet--porn sites. While they gave him some relief by masturbation, it was nothing like the real thing, a living breathing female partner. Other than his sister and some cousins who put up with him occasionally at get-togethers, Andy had a little female social contact. He didn't understand why his sister was such a fox and he was given, genetically, so little. But he dreamed…

       Then one day, Andy got an email:

Andy Witherspoon:

       I am Homer Garner, president of Garner Sex Toys of Alhambra. We have noticed your presence on the chat group, WimpConnection.org. You are in luck! By way of a lottery, you have been selected to try out our latest product. We have developed a full-size, very lifelike, erotic model that looks like a Barbie Doll, modeled after a famous actress whose name I will not reveal because we do not want to engage any lawsuits over mistaken identity.

       Our prototype of Companion is now made with genuine cultured skin that feels real, backed by a firm and pliable fatty under strata that is heated to approach the feel of human skin and touch. Other enhancements have made this version, you will see, very realistic.

       All you have to do is agree to our contract provisions listed below. And then return this email to me and we will make arrangements for you to try out Companion. I certainly hope you will be interested in helping us evaluate how good our new Companion is. I know you won't be disappointed.

Sincerely,

Homer Garner, President

Garner Sex Toys of Alhambra

       Receiving this email excited Andy to no end. But he wasn't sure whether he was going to be sucked into some scam, so he showed it to his sister, Jamie. She took a look at the email and said…

       "I suggest we check to see if this business exists. Could be a scam."

       "Good idea." Andy googled the company and it appeared. They not only made sex toys, they listed a lot of outlets where people could order their products discreetly online, but not directly from the company. Making the deal look legit.

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       Andy waited a couple more days while he did a few more searches. He was afraid to talk to others about this amazing offer, partly because it was sexual, and partly because he didn't want to hear what kind of feedback he might hear from scoffers… Even from the wimp squad. Finally, he agreed to the terms and returned the email.

       It wasn't long before Andy received instructions for a date on the following evening, departing from his home at 7 pm. He was instructed to dress accordingly for a limousine tour of some of the high points of the greater LA area and the date would return him home at 10 pm.

       When Andy told his mother that he had a date the following evening, she looked askance at him and said, "When did this happen? I've never known you to go on a date before?"

       Andy felt it necessary to lie at this point to keep from answering too many questions. "She's a rich girl from school who wants me to go to a play with her. She said she would pick me up tomorrow night at 7 in a limousine since I don't have my license yet."

       Andy’s mother looked even more askance. "A limousine? What's this world coming to? Young people these days going on dates in limousines… All the dates I took before I met your father and with your father were in crappy old cars. Nowadays, kids get new cars for their birthdays. Glad I'm not giving you one. You will have to earn it like your father did."

       With his mother satisfied and not needing to say anything to his father, Andy could hardly wait for the next evening, a Friday night, for the date to arrive. He showered early, brushed his teeth, got out his best pair of jeans, sneakers, and pullover light sweater that allowed him to be casual and covered up the fact that he wasn't muscular or otherwise physically endowed… Just average.

       He practiced how he would behave because the date instructions in the contract stated he should act in a "gentlemanly" manner. The driver would not interfere as long as he behaved accordingly. Having never been on a date alone with a girl, especially one like this Companion was supposed to be, made him feel a little bit uneasy.     

       Andy ate his evening meal sparingly; his stomach was fluttering so much from anticipation of the upcoming experience. Precisely at 7 pm, a limousine pulled up in front of the house and Andy walked out with his mother watching from the open front door.

       A grandfatherly looking chauffeur with a nice head of white hair flowing from under his blue cap, emerged from the driver's side and greeted him with a salute and a handshake.

       “Welcome to your date, Andy. I am Arthur, your driver. I have an itinerary, but if you would like to change it in any way, just press the button on the intercom and tell me. Otherwise, just enjoy the trip and the refreshments on the console. I hope you like it."

       Arthur opened the rear door and Andy stuck his head in to see sitting in the rear seat, in the middle, the most strikingly beautiful woman he had ever seen. Except, he knew her–was on her fan webpage all the time. It was a copy of Traci Montrose, the Academy Award-winning actress who played many teen roles to perfection. A more perfect image for a doll plaything, he couldn't think of…

       Quite shy now as the door closed behind him, Andy nervously took a glass and pulled the lever for a cola to fill it half-full. And, also nervously, grabbed a small package of chips before he sat down on the left side of the beauty. She was so close she rubbed up against him and smelled of coconut–heavenly to his senses.

       Wishing that he could have shared the cola and chips with her, he munched away, wondering what to do next as the car smoothly drove off into the night.

       Andy took his time eating the chips and drinking the cola because he truly didn't know what to do next. His excitement had grown as he took peeks at the beauty and noticed, while she seemed to stare straight ahead and not moving, she was blinking. My, he thought, she sure seems real.

       Andy dutifully and gentlemanly, dropped the empty bag of chips into the trash container and placed the cup back in a holder. When he returned sitting next to the Companion he thought he would venture putting his arm around her like a real girl.

       The feel of her shoulders seemed almost real and warm. He pulled her closer and looked at her simple white dress of light material with spaghetti straps revealing beautiful skin to her black bra peeking invitingly at the top of her cleavage.

       Andy got up the courage and nuzzled her ear. It felt so wonderful and smelled so great he wanted to kiss her and did… But only on her neck and ear.

       Wondering if it would be gentlemanly to feel her breast, Andy decided to give it a try and reached across to place his left hand gently on the Companion's right breast. It felt so inviting and warm, he began to rub the silky dress material over the lace bra as though it were lubricated in a thrilling way to him. Watching the Companion's eyes as he did. Wondering, if it had been a real girl, she would've, like those porn stars, seem to like it. But the Companion continued to stare straight ahead, not giving him any indication she liked it. 

       Eventually, Andy's lust grew. But all he felt was love. How could he fall in love with a sex Companion? He didn't know. But Andy felt it inside him from the time he first stroked the fur of a kitten and felt love for it. Was he confusing sex with love?

       He took the next step and carefully slid his hand under the bra and onto the skin of her right breast. It was amazing! As though his hand was an object of sexual enjoyment as every move of his hand felt wonderful, both smooth and firm warm flesh of breast and the bumpy regions of her nipple. 

       Andy expected her to react, but she didn't… The sex Companion just continued to stare straight ahead, even though he thought she might be squirming inside, feeling what he was feeling.

       Soon, he had another feeling. I shouldn't have drunk that cola … I have to pee!    

       Reluctantly, Andy pressed the intercom button and asked Arthur to stop at a gas station. They pulled up to a very quaint looking gas station in Beverly Hills that had a 1930s art deco style. As he passed Arthur holding the door open, he tried to hide the bump in his pants, but saw Arthur smiling and didn't get away with it.

       The restroom, out back in those days, had been remodeled to be unisex and to accommodate wheelchairs. It was locked! But when Andy turned around, Arthur handed him the key. By that time, Andy's bladder was about to burst and he rushed inside to relieve himself. Strangely, he had to hold his erection down because it wouldn't go away as he peed like he never had before through it until he finished.

       He couldn't stop himself and began to masturbate. It didn't take long before he climaxed with sperm spurting into the toilet. Fortunately, there were complementary tissues for the women and he quickly used those to wipe off the toilet seat and himself as he heard loud knocking and a young woman screaming to get in.

       He had forgotten to lock the door! The young woman rushed past him dressed in Gothic, pulled down her jeans, and then her panties right in front of him, as she sat down to pee before he had tucked himself into his jeans.

       She screamed when she realized that the toilet seat was up and glared at him sitting there with her pants down and her panties pulled down so that he could see something he had only seen on porn sites and peeking in on his sister.

        She got the toilet seat down, sat down again and let loose. He could smell and feel the warmth of her urine as she went, still glaring at him and wondering why he was still standing there tucking away with it still too large to fit.

       Excited and embarrassed at the same time, Andy returned to the limousine. This time, he sat on the left side. While Companion sat rigid, she seemed to be leaning towards that side when he sat down and put his arm around her, pulling her closer as he nuzzled and kissed her ear; then, reached over to repeat his exploration of her left breast with his right hand. 

       Andy's lust returned and he again felt tight in his jeans. This time, he released the top button on his Levi's and zipped the zipper down halfway so that his erection could peek out of the top band of his briefs and be free. She wasn't looking anyway, he surmised, feeling more comfortable.

       At last, Andy was feeling much better in this strange situation that started out so uncomfortable. He was enjoying himself so much he let his guard down about being a gentleman. He moved his lips from her neck across her cheek to her lips. They gave him a whole new taste and experience. He had never kissed like this before. There was a cherry taste there that surprised him. But then, he realized it was all part of the Companion and the way they had made her so humanlike that even her taste would be sweet like her smell.

       As he explored her lips, his right hand found [its way its way to the hard joint of her right knee. From there, Andy couldn't help sliding his hand along her smooth bare right leg until his whole hand was feeling the warm softness of his Companion's thigh moving higher, and higher as his lips and tongue began to explore her mouth more.

       And then, it happened! He reached the silky softness of her panties. Andy gradually pulled her dress higher with each smooth hand stroke from her knee to her panties until they were visible in the alternating streetlight through the limo windows. They were black like her bra and what he expected. As he moved his hand to slide up and down on that silky material, he felt a wetness and softness that once again seemed like a miracle of modern engineering by tissue printers.

       At that point, Andy thought he heard her breathing exhale and become more rapid. But, he noted that they were on his street, so he quickly pulled her dress back down to her knees and struggled, once again, to get his erection thoroughly out of sight in a space that hardly accommodated it. 

Check out Part 2 to see how the date concludes…