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When Eric got up, his shirt and jacket slid right off of his body in tatters. He didn’t notice at first, as he was sinply relieved to just be alive after that knife fiasco, and turned to Maria and Carrie.

“Oh my god!” Maria said, pointing her camera once again at the near-naked stud.

“What?” asked Eric, unaware of his current state of undress.

“Haha,” Carrie chuckled, “Good luck trying to cover up now.”

Surprised at her words, Eric looked down to find himself only wearing his underwear and shoes & socks. Shocked, he quickly cupped his hands over his, for now, still covered package.

“Okay guys,” he said, “That’s it! I’m not sticking around to see how much of my clothing I can lose. I’m getting out here!”