The Billionaire's Hidden Sex Doll

Tom Calvin, the youngest Canadian billionaire, was just stepping out of his 16 million dollar worth Porsche Cayman, headed straight to his Range Rover sports. His bodyguards surrounded him as he walked, chests beating like bass drums, easy to be noticed from the tight T-shirts they wore.

He had an appointment to meet up with an old friend of his; and he was being accompanied by his best friend, Gaius. He and Gaius were the closest friends anyone could ever see.

Tom was a billionaire and a hedonist. He believed that one should have so much pleasure as he could get.

As a twelve years old kid, Tom made his first million, and since then had pursued wealth, doing everything he did ten times better. Finally, on getting to thirty, Tom hit his first billion, and still continued pushing forward.

Despite all that hardworking, Tom believed that pleasure was critical to a balanced life. He always fixed enough time to have all sorts of pleasure he desired, and would never defer from any appointment concerning pleasure. This made people wonder how he was able to balance a life of working really hard and flexing frequently as well, since most people believed that fun had to be sacrificed in order for one to achieve one's dreams.

Tom's old friend whom he was going to see that day was a restaurant manager and she used to be Tom's bestie during their highschool days. Her name was Stacey.

"Hey, Gaius," Tom called as they came nearer the Range Rover. "Do you think Stacey's added some weight now? You know she used to be really slim now."

"I don't know," Gaius laughed. "Hey wait a minute! She didn't send you...like a picture or something before you decided to visit?"

"Um... She did, but it was from six years ago. She said she hasn't been taking pictures for a long time now. I don't know what kind of life could cause such a thing," Tom answered.

"Bro, that's awkward," Gaius said.

"I know, but I just feel this need to reconnect with her," Tom said.

"When we get into the car, you'll explain what you mean by 'reconnect'," Gaius said with a smirk.

Tom laughed and they continued to the car.

It didn't take much time before they drove off. The flashy black Range Rover sports had only four people in it; a driver, a bodyguard who sat by the front passenger seat, and then Tom and Gaius seated at the rear seat. There were two other cars with them, carrying the rest of the bodyguards. One car drove in front and the other one behind them.

"So what does that word, 'reconnect', insinuate?" Asked Gaius.

Tom laughed hard. "I don't know how to explain it now that you've got this suspicious look on your face!"

"C'mon go ahead. I know your ways," Gaius said.

"Then you should understand without me having to explain a thing..." Tom suggested.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a wizard, bro. Hey! Tom! Give me the explanation I asked of!" Gaius demanded.

"Alright... Chill... I'll explain," Tom said, taking in a deep breath.

"You know," he said, "when I started chatting with her again, it felt like we hadn't been apart for more than twelve years. We threw vibes just like old days. It was almost as if she hadn't changed the slightest."

"Mmm? So that's what made you decide to visit her?" Gaius asked.

"I've visited a majority of my high school classmates, so she won't be left out," Tom replied.

"Smart one!" Gaius laughed. "I'm watching you anyways, Tom."

Tom chuckled. "She has always been a very real person. I think it won't be bad to hang around with her for a while."

There was a momentary pause, which Gaius broke when he asked Tom, "By 'real person,' you actually mean 'naughty,' right?"

"Bro...you have to work on your mind," Tom sighed at Gaius.

"I know you Tom. She probably used to give your room to talk and play dirty with her," Gaius blurted.

"Man, I feel you're attacking me. What did I do to you, bro?" Tom laughed.

"Sometimes you need to let your dick calm down. You're always eager to thrust, and in the end, you come complaining how fake all the bitches are," Gaius said. He adjusted the collar of his jacket as he looked at Tom with the back of his eye. He knew he had hit a nerve.

Tom's face folded up slightly.

"What do you expect me to do, Gaius? I'm off to finding pleasure, cause I seek it and will definitely find it!" Tom affirmed.

"Good luck bro. I hope Stacey turns out different from the rest," Gaius said, throwing his head back with his eyes closed. He let off a sigh of relief.

They drove for five more minutes before Gaius broke the silence with a question.

"Tom?" He called.

Tom turned his face toward Gaius' direction.

"What's your plan now about getting this sexual pleasure in the way you desire?" Gaius asked.

"Hmmm... I haven't really given it a thought that yielded a positive answer," Tom said, "but after trying Stacey, I'll know."

"Alright," Gaius nodded, "let's hope she won't be another shameless slut."

And their journey continued.

The drive to Stacey's house took about twenty minutes. Tom and Gaius both heaved sighs of relief when they realized they had reached their destination.

Ding Dong!

The doorbell rang and Stacey who had been in the kitchen, expecting her visitor, came flying out to get the door. Her apron as still hooked to her neck and her hand covered in flour. She was too excited that she didn't think of cleaning herself up.

Tom and Gaius were out of the car already, waiting for Stacey to come.

Immediately she opened the door, her sight first fell on Gaius, but she didn't know him. Though he was more handsome and charming than Tom, she flashed off her gaze instantly and landed it on Tom who stood beside Gaius.

"Tommy!" She cried out immediately, rushing to hug him.

One of Tom's guard attempted to move in defence of Tom from the unknown, but Tom snapped his finger immediately; a quick gesture ordering him to stand down.

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