Then he activated the ball and threw it at her."0h no!" Joy exclaimed as she felt her body dissolve into energy and be sucked into the ball.Joy was di...oriented and giddy. How could this happen? Why would Brock do this to her?Slowly a world resolved around her. Joy knew that it wasn't real, that the PokéBall was creating a holographic environment to keep a Pokémon content. She knew that the lush meadow were made of pixels, as was her body, which she perceived as completely naked, her pink-maned. " The host explained.The girls on stage looked shocked and worried at the idea of having to strip on stage. Each one only four articles of clothing away from being completely naked."It's up to you which girl you want to play with" the host pointed at you and gave a wink. "So let's meet the girls"He approached the first girl, she was a petite redhead with freckles covering her face. Behind the stage there is a large TV screen displaying her stats.Lana, 39. Bra size: 32A. Weight: 106lbs Height:. " So why don't you sod off then, Snozzle? You're the odd man out here; me and Tony are plumbers but you're a smokie."Greg Rogers and I had never been mates, hence our disparaging nicknames for each other. I hated being called 'Lanky', although I admit to being tall and slender. Greg said I looked like long, skinny, beanstalk. My name for him was because he had a nose similar in shape and size to that of Jimmy Durante. The only thing in common between us was our friendship with Tony Groves. Tony. I couldn’t see anyone at the moment, but there were lights on in some of the rooms. I stepped back inside and looked for a watch. Right. The hotel in Topeka at least had a digital clock; Nashville couldn’t even afford a cheap wind-up Wal-Mart special. It had to still be early though. Not much after ten. I stood at the door for a moment, my hands on my buttons. Why not? I thought. Even if Stacie wasn’t in her birthday suit, why not just open the door.