Sherri moaned. “Stand up!” he said. It was a command. Sherri stood up. “Remove your clothes.” Sherri unhooked a clasp in front and let...the dress drop to the floor. She was wearing only a thong and a bra. “Unfasten your bra and let it drop.” Sherri obeyed. “Remove your thong.” Sherri obeyed. “Go upstairs and sit on the bed. I will be up in a moment.” She went to a large dark room. Tribal regalia adorned the walls. Masks with hideous faces hung on the walls. Five large. ”“Well...” I began, “it was definitely unexpected,” I admitted, “But it was also very real ... There was a shitload of fantasy involved, but for the most part, bullshit was kept to a minimum.”“Yeah, I know what you mean. One thing I’ve learned from my trips to Jack’s is that it’s hard to sling bullshit when you’re standing there buck naked in front of other people,” he laughed. “To be honest, though,” he continued, pausing and shaking his head a bit, “one thing I’m not too proud about is how. .. I mean, you don'teven have anything to wear."Michael hadn't thought about this, and was now wondering why she felt itwas just a normal thing to go out as a girl. "My mom has things, it'salright." And what, I just call you Michelle while we're out?" Too obvious... call me Laney." Wait, I was joking... and why Laney?" I don't know, just feels right."Paul was staring at this young girl in front of him and was trying tofind his friend Michael in there. "Just stay here. I'll go talk withthat girl. "You should have received official notification--" Oh, yeah, right," she said, closing the door and unlatching the chain, then reopening it. "I got it here somewhere. I never heard of no ass tax before." It's a new government program, designed to reduce bureaucratic inefficiency as a result of the Hmmhmm-Frmmhmmhmm Act," I said as she let me into the house."Whatever," she said as I followed her back toward the kitchen of her cheap, untidy apartment.Her place, and its occupant, were perfect.