milf suit attempt part 1

	The Confirmation mail said the Suit would arrive around 1:30 P.M and yet it’s almost 2 P.M. Then again an address to a motel outsides of the Sin Cities vicinity would be a hard place to send the suit but I couldn’t let my roommates know about my money spending choices…still a suit, a freaking custom made MILF suit from Magtech thank the lord for coupons and the strange old man hanging around the apartments. Though it did cost me 416 dollars for adding features and kinda ruining one suit while custom making it plus clothes since I don’t want to use my clothes…people would recognize me even in the City of Sin. 2020 you can only hide from the social media naturally.

	A beep emitted from the built in digital clock in the kitchen 2:00 sharp almost insync with a loud knock on the front door startling myself over such a sound. I rushed over to the peephole peering out only to have my vision obstructed by a very tall brown box marked M.I.L.F so naturally I opened the door peering around the corners till a quick slap to the back of my head with a clip board sent my attention to the left. A staggering man in delivery wears with a dollie in one hand and a clipboard in the other.

	“Are you the purchaser of the MS02 custom sent to the El Montey Motel on 1:30 Friday, Mister Charles, age 20?” he said before tapping away at a PDA he pulled out of nowhere. Even though I did give out this information to the saleswoman (or was it man, can’t tell who’s in a suit and who’s not there) there is still a level of unease.

	“Yes. I’m Mister Charles and this is the correct address,” I said but he didn’t really respond other than to push me aside and dollie in the tall wide box and he brought in a pretty big but shorter box marked as accessories before taking off. He was a strange man but that doesn’t matter what does matter is my package has arrived in a nice neatly sealed box, with a box cutter taped to its side with directions where to cut on the box. It’s almost as if they think I’m dumb.

	I peeled the tape of the cutter and went to work on the towering box slowly edging my way up and around with a few frustrating tugs that made the front lid pop off making me stagger but a sweet aroma of baked goods and flowery fragrance emitted from the box forced my recovery. I looked inside with awe and curiosity.

	Silence and no words could leave my mouth for what I saw before me. I know what I had ordered but there stood a not even pile of skin but a full figured might as well have been a living person standing there.  Upon examination she is probably six foot three now four now five oh wait *thud*

	End part 1