Christy's Ex

Her mind went blank. Well not totally, in her sensor she saw information, the time of day, the date, the number of dolls she recruited for her plan. But besides an image that was burned into her chip, she didn’t have much information about him. During her first encounter with the rude hunky boy that busted into Christy’s room as she was being captured, the doll recorded him being approximately 6 foot or nearing it, blond hair, brown eyes and a scent of leather and the fumes of gasoline. Yet when her thoughts went to what to call him, she asked, “What was his name again?”

As the vehicle filled with the giggles and laughter of the bimbo valley dolls, Vasquez lost more of her concentration, ultimately yelling, "Shut up,". She used the following deafening silence to collect herself, she continued. "It doesn't matter what his name is." She growled. "We'll get him and everyone on this street, but first we have to focus on the ladies for now. And for this plan to work, we'll go after one of the mothers first," the doll in charge continued.