Sunday, 30 March 2008

one man & his love dolls

Everard Cunion, 50, had spent his life being unlucky in love - until he bought Rebecca, Virginia, Caroline, Linda & Louise to fulfil his sexual needs.

Long-time bachelor Everard Cunion finally felt ready to take the big step as he exchanged vows with Caroline - a blonde wearing a white wedding dress bought off eBay.

Dressed in a military-style outfit, he made his vows to Caroline watched by Rebecca, their witness. He's spent weeks scouring charity shops loking for the perfect dress for his bride, & he'd also found a £15 frock for Rebecca.

Everard didn't know Caroline's ring size, so instead of a gold band, he bought her a fake diamond tiara & pearls.

He had the day of his dreams - despite the fact that the bride, witness & other guests were
life-size dolls.


After the one-hour ceremony, Everard lugged his 9st wife upstairs before consummating their marriage on the bedroom. "It nearly gave me a hernia, but it was worth it & felt really special," he says.

The lonely singleton, who has only ever had one real girlfriend, has a total of five mannequins & insists they are so lifelike he has fallen in love with them - &
given up his quest to find a human girlfriend.

"The opposite sex were always
baffling to me," says Everard, a computer programmer from Dorset. "So I turned to dolls."

He bought his Real Dolls, marketed as the world's finest love dolls," for £5,000 each from a company in America.

But Everard's bizarre
romantic attatchment to five pieces of plastic comes after a long & fruitless search for a real-life woman.

He turned to the internet to look for love, but failed to find a lasting relationship.

"
The women I met never wanted to see me after the first date," he says.

But then Everard discovered a website selling Real Dolls - silicone mannequins with malleable limbs, synthetic wigs &
detatchable tongues.

He was impressed with what he saw: "I couldn't believe how lifelike they were. It was the solution to my problems," he says.

Six years ago, Everard bought his first doll, Rebecca, a dark-skinned brunette with A-cup breasts. In 2004 he bought Caroline, a "blonde bimbo with a heart of gold," who he "married" two weeks ago at his home.



Last year he treated himself to the
head of Virginia, a dark-haired schoolmistress, & a full-breasted brunette doll called Louise, who shares her body with Virginia. Then in March this year he bought Lina, who's black.

Everard keeps the dolls' heads in boxes, & hangs their bodies on metal hooks in his bedroom.

It may all sound utterly weird, but it works for Everard, who insists he has a fulfilling sex life with his dolls.

"I've initiated a few
orgy scenes, but mostly it's straightforward & each girl is different," he says.

After sex he can swap a doll's face for a "
sleeping post-coital face," though Everard admits there's not much in the way of cuddles or pillow talk afterwards.

"They don't move much, but at least I never get criticised for on my performance!" he jokes.

The dolls are available in various face & body types, & different heights, weights & breast sizes. Optional extras include larger breasts, long painted nails, & blonde pubic hair imported from Sweden.

Everard opted for one extra - "hi-realism" eyes, which move like real eyes, & fit Caroline, Rebecca & Virginia.

He says
the "relationships" are more than just sexual, & spends time dressing up the dolls in different outfits and recreating happy family scenes.

He buys their clothes from local charity shops & sometimes dresses them in prim '40s outfits, saying, "
I want them to look classy, not pornographic."

After work on Friday, he likes to cook dinner then give his dolls a glass of wine & chat to them about his week.


"It's relaxing, & nice that they don't answer back. I think conversation is overrated," he says.

He loves to have tea parties at the weekends, & takes the dolls out for drives.

Locals regularly point & stare & gossip down the pub about their freaky neighbour, but Everard is insistent that being a laughing stock doesn't bother him.

"The other day, a neighbour spotted Lina 'helping' me in the garden. He looked at her admiringly before he realised she was a doll. His jaw nearly hit the floor in shock, but why should I be ashamed? Living with dolls isn't illegal, I'm just having fun," he says.

Incredibly, he makes a point of telling his workmates his girlfriends are his dolls.

"They just laugh snigger behind my back," he says. "But I don't care what people think."