" Oh, so you know who we are?" Of course! You are the Big Lots women from the holiday commercial. Youroutfits are perfect to the last detail. That dre...s looks exactly like theone in the commercial." That's because it is the same one I wore for the shoot."During our initial exchange, the other two girls of the trio moved tohuddle around me. We all laughed at the last comment.The women in the black dress gently touched my arm and asked, "Isn't thisa great party? It seems to get better every. A sound reminiscent of a schoolgirl tittering over some sexy joke. 'So step-daddy we will have to get on with your change, you do want to be ready for him like the good little girl that you are gonna be.' I looked at her unable to understand, still confused by what seemed the words of a mad person.'You see step-daddy, the wearer of the ring that is on your little pinkie will change into the person whose clothes he touches.' It was Charlotte that had said this.If I could have I would have. It felt unusually cold down there. Munch announced, "Dodo-sha-bo!" She pulled her hand away triumphantly. Hanging from one finger wasa lacy red thong. It looked ... familiar. Very familiar."How did you?" Chastity reached for the panties. As her hand pulled awayfrom the hem of her skirt, her wrist clung to her skirt. The skirt cameup - almost to her hips."And there they are. Get an eyeful, folks. This trick only works once."Munch clapped.The audience clapped also. The Cob Nobbler vendor. Your own private false fantasy world comes true. But the music he made, he had to keep that in mind. So he pressed the Chords. And he tried to think what he had said before. He tried to think the long silences were his chord strokes having an effect. Not that he particularly wanted to have an effect. It was just his way of saving face, of pretending the chord listener was not up in the belfry looking down like the Phantom of the Opera and seeing him for what he really was and for what he was.