Meet her in the park.

After placing my order, I waited two weeks before heading to the park. I was really eager to meet my new toy/lover. I waited for about an hour or so, sitting on a bench.

Just when I was ready to throw in the towel, I saw her. Her bizarre bat-winged blonde hairstyle was impossible to mistake, though it was now longer in the back due to her increased age. Her face was in her ever present scowl, her arms folded over her impressive chest. C cups, at the very least. She wore the same dress as ever, right down to the yellow flower on the chest. Now, however, that flower was stretched out by her bust.

She noticed my stare and glared back at me. An intimidating sight, but I knew if I backed down, I might have to order another one. Her eyebrow arched when I just smirked at her. Pushing herself away from the tree she was leaning on, Mandy came over to me, her fist clenched.

Stopping in front of me, she looked down her...oh. She didn't have a nose. Well, she looked down at my sitting form, her head held high. "What are you staring at?" she hissed.

Again, very intimidating, but I held my ground. "A very pretty blonde," I replied. As expected, she was surprised by my response. Her cheeks turned a light pink for a brief moment before she regained composure.

"Well, knock it off," she demanded.

"No."

Now this made her eyes widened in shock. Her scowl returned and she balled her fists up again. "Let me rephrase," Mandy growled. "Knock it off or I'll blacken your eyes."

"Lighten up," I replied. Her program seemed to be kicking in. She blushed, looking slightly confused by her body's response to my refusal. "C'mon, sit down." I insisted, patting the bench.

"I...you've got a lot of nerve trying to tell me what to do," she snapped, though her voice wavered.

I shrugged. "I guess so. So, are you going to sit or not?"

Her face flushed, Mandy sat down next to me. She was close at first, but scooted away. She crossed her legs quickly. "...now...uh...why...why are you looking at me," Mandy managed, clearly becoming flustered.

I snickered. "What, don't think you're pretty enough to be admired?" I asked. She didn't reply. "In my opinion, you are. So I am."

"...you're...you're full of shit," she grumbled, looking at her shoes.

"Come closer and I'll prove I mean it." I told her. Curious, she scooted a little closer. I took this time to pull her in for a kiss. At first she didn't seem to know how to react. That didn't last long. She soon began kissing me back, her breathing getting faster.

Just when she was really getting into it, I pulled away. She tried to grab hold, but I was too quick. "Believe me now?" I asked with a grin. Her mouth moved but nothing came out. Finally Mandy nodded. "Tell me you want more."

She was silent for a moment before she whispered something I couldn't hear. I raised a hand to my ear, indicating I didn't hear her. "I...I want more," she whispered again, louder this time.

"What's the magic word?"

"Pl...pl....eeeaassh...?" ...guess she still couldn't say it. I shrugged.

"Close enough. Let's go some place a little less open."