<strong>Madison~ dressing with Moussad</strong>It was a good thing that he came to her and wrapped his arm around her waist. This made her feel secure, a monumental difference from the reaction she had had when she had first encountered Moussad the day before. Madison was definitely relieved that Vern hadn't stayed. He was a ruthless asshole.      The trip to th bedroom was uneventful and when Moussad held up the top her face paled. Never had she worn something so- so revealing. It was ridiculous to be ashamed to where such a thing when nudity was already something Madison was accustomed to. The spandex stretched as it was pulled over her head and placed properly. It was something her family never would have approved of. The skirt took a few tries but soon it hugged her hips and flowed to the floor. Satisfied with the way it looked at her and did a spin for Moussad seeking his approval.