The asian and the punk.

You look over the dolls and decide if you are going to go for the ones that you think might have the best resale value you might as well go with the ones that show the most skin and look the most valuable. The punk is your first choice as she has what appear to be multiple silver piercing and comes with a guitar that almost looks like it could play music. Then you look the others over and decide to go with the Asian in latex or leather, the chains on her bondage gear, and the materials used you figure will fetch a pretty penny. Besides they are both sexy as hell.

“Are you sure you only want the two?”

“Yeah I would like to take more but I don’t have the money, but I might be back next week if they are still there. By the way, who makes these dolls?”

“Makes? Oh they were born somewhere special.”

‘Born, this chic is nuts’ you think. “Thanks for showing them to me miss, they are incredible.”

“Yeah, have fun with them, and don’t let them ware you out.” On that note you leave. Getting home you take them out and look them over. Huh, they seem to be smiling, you didn’t notice that before. Then you look at the clock and notice how late it is, and realize you need to be up for work in 8 hours.