Olivia slips a finger in

Olivia can't help herself... is this really the right doll for a clothing store? Her finger wanders down the mannequin's plastic body, and she tries to insert a finger... it goes in!

"Is this a sex doll?" Oliva thinks to herself while absent-mindedly whiffing her fingers - but there is just the scent of plastic on her - nothing else.

Once again, Olivia blushes, realizing what she has done, and focuses back on work - dressing the mannequin up and stepping back.

She picks up the dictaphone once again and inspects it in her hand. Why the Manequin had been equipped with it was still a mystery to her. Her eyes were drawn to the new addition once again. The swimsuit fits perfectly!

Too perfectly.

Olivia's eyes drift over the figure again, lingering longer than she means to. The doll's long blonde hair is beautiful and far more voluminous than Olivia's. Her chest... Huge!

The mannequin’s appearance triggers a strange mix of intimidation and insecurity.