The club near the heart of Boston is called Blind Puppies. Angst rocks roars and thunders through the cavernous main room, but the apartment upstairs is quiet, insulated. Cherry pauses to check her hair and sparkling neomonochrome dress in the mirrored panels of the entryway, then goes into the living room. She’s got a body like simsense star Taffy Lee, except for her light brown skin—full breasts, flaring hips, nails as long as you like—a body built for pleasure and lots of it, but that doesn’t stop her from standing up for her man and saying what has to be said.