Dylan's brother Caleb

Hailey faked a vacant sex doll smile as Emily walked her naked to the pickup truck. She recognized the buyer as Caleb, Dylan's younger brother. They had met a couple times when she dated Dylan. Caleb didn't used to talk much, preferring sullenness and a creepy stare.

"Hey, that looks like the bitch my brother used to date," she heard Caleb say. "I forget her name. Henna? Jilly?"

"Hi, I'm Hailey!" she offered, not doing anything to cover herself since she was pretending to be a good sex doll. "Wanna fuck?"

"Nah, that's not it," Caleb said. He pinched her nipples and tugged on her bare pussy lips. She pretended not to wince. "You sure look like that bitch, though. I've wanted to rail her since the day Dylan brought her around. Dylan showed me some pics of her tits after they broke up. Nice rack on her."

"I didn't need to know that," Emily said getting back in her SUV. "Pleasure doing business with you, Caleb. Remember, I never met you and you never met me. Enjoy the doll!"

Hailey willed herself to not blush. Do sex dolls blush? She wasn't sure. Caleb got her to sit up front in his pickup, tits straight out.