<strong>Madison~stripper/escort?</strong><br/><br/>The commotion near the door wasn't enough to pull Madison from her thoughts as she remained prostrate with her rump and sex bared for all, meaty fingers moving inside her while his mismatched English rang over and over. Madison simply imagined herself dancing on stage, twirling around a pole somewhere, singing possibly, and then going back stage for people with fat wallets and allowing them to use her.<br/><br/>That was what his words translated to in her mind.<em>If this raghead would just learn to speak right! Everything would be so much easier!</em>she thought, squirming in an attempt to get away.<br/><br/>Finally the familiar voice of Vern and Evie broke through her fog. Maybe there was a chance for escape. if she could just find a way to speak to her alone. Of course she would want to find Lily first and save her as well if possible. Yes, time away from the man who could have her hating him one minute and wanting nothing more that to please him the next would be beneficial. give Madison a chance to remind herself of who she was and reverse the damage of the night before.