"How was that?" I lick my lips.

"It was... perfect." She says.

I move my hand up her shoulder.

"Just imagine what you could accomplish with me by your side." I lick my lips.

"I am just a simple doll." She looks at her stitched up hands.

I move my hand up her back. Her skin was beautiful despite her appearance. She's small and doll-like, but I want her. For some reason, I'm drawn to her. I don't know why, but I want her. For some reason, she... attracts me. I know what you're thinking but things have changed down here. I can see clearer down here than I ever could have before. This is not romance, this is lust. Romance still eludes me down here but here this is different. This lust feels right. It's hard to explain but like I said before, Hell only brings out the worst in you.

I pull a paper from my hands. My two lower hands move up her chest. She's beautiful. I don't know how to explain this, but it feels... right. Like a new feeling I've never known before. I hand her a quil.

"So, let's make a deal." I say.

"You don't even know my name." She says.

"Well... perhaps you could write it in ink?" I raise up my hand.

She nods. She signs it. I read it. 

"Ningyō." I read.