365 Days On A Remote Island With A Lady Painter
Body Inspection
Looking at her sleeping face, I suddenly felt a little strange...
This transparent box.it looks like a hyperbaric chamber... Shit, thinking of this, I was completely shocked and my head became dizzy.
“You're actually a cyborg or an alien... Or maybe the devil is being held?”
I looked at her beautiful face and sexy body, then thought to myself like this.
“Ha, if it is a demon, a demon as beautiful as that is also not too bad.” Then I laughed.
But I was still worried, so I came back, and touched the box.
He stood in front of me, his body soft and warm, but he had no heartbeat.
Every living thing should have a heartbeat, unless it is dead.
But a dead man how could it possibly be this gentle and warm?
I was really curious, but also a little scared.
I leaned over to see it. His eyes were closed and he was not breathing, but he looked like he was sleeping.
"What are you really?" I looked at him and asked.
"What does my dream mean? Did you send me that dream?" I looked at him, the more I looked, the more I felt that he was alive, and he was a living being.
I put my hand under her nose, I tried to check, there was no breath, then put my ear to her chest to listen to her heartbeat ...
"Hey, what are you doing?"
A voice suddenly surprised me.
I stepped back and hit something.
I looked at him in annoyance, "What are you doing, you are making me shocked. Can you make a little noise?"
"You secretly hold him for what, like a pervert.” Elizabeth glared at me, "Later I'll tell Brother Pat, let Brother Pat punish you.”
“Stop, stop, don't talk like I'm a pervert.” I looked at him, sighed, and told him about the dream I had before.
"What's so weird?" He looked at me and said.
“Surprisingly, the perspective in the dream was not me, it seemed like someone else.” I'm thinking.
“Do you think this box looks like a hyperbaric chamber?” I said to Elizabeth.
"He's not at all an expensive custom doll, he's a living person." I looked at him and said.
"How is that possible?"
Patricia came in and called me to eat. After listening to my words, he looked at me, "He has no heartbeat and no breath. How could he live?"
“In my opinion, it's an expensive custom doll, probably belonging to the rich man who was on the plane.” Patricia said with a frown, “If you are very lonely, you wash and use it, not all day looking for profit from us.”
"When am I profiting from you?" I looked at him and smiled.
“Still laughing again.” Patricia hit me.
“Oke, I'm serious about this, I think he's a bit weird, I want a discussion with you.” I looked at Patricia and said.
"What's wrong?" He asked me.
"Hmm that, I want to do a full body check to see if the anatomy is the same or not." I said seriously.
"Seeking if she's a woman .. You know what I mean."