In the throes of his kink, the clerk pushes the dummy onto the counter, its lifeless legs splayed open. He buries his face in the non-existent cunt, pretending to tongue-fuck it, his own dick throbbing in his hand. The store's dim lights cast eerie shadows, heightening his deviant pleasure. He imagines her moans, her writhing, her taste, as he brings himself to the brink, his climax exploding onto the floor, a testament to his strange, solitary indulgence.