<strong>Madison with Moussad Day 1</strong><br/><br/>He dried her, much in the way she had done to him. Madison was grateful when Moussad had pulled her close. It had given her a chance to compose herself. It was over almost as quickly as it began and soon he was telling her to go dress in something called a sarwee. Now she was very confused.<br/><br/>Madison moved to exit the bathroom and paused, looking back at Moussad. His words in Aramiac sounded so much better than when she had attempted it. "Sarwee?" It was clear that she didn't know what it was and silently she hoped hebwould come help her.