Im 38 and I have a little dolly.
My Belle, the human dolly
I call her that as a pet name.
"Come here, you little dolly and pucker up".
She obliges on almost every occasion without wanting a prize for the effort (ie sweeties!)
Her curls are getting tighter and tighter the more she grows. I thought they would drop out but no.
Her lips get more kissably rubier every time I see her pout.
Her giggly outbursts makes the sun shine from every pore of my body.
The way these act together makes my heart explode.
She is the bestest dolly.
The pooch ain't bad neither, even if he is a 4 legged sausage with the smelliest backside EVER.