Andrea stared over at the man laying beside her in the bed and sighed. She knew she made a mistake, but she didn't care right now, she would have money.
"How was it, love?" he asked her, smiling.
"Not so good, you could have done better," she said, not knowing what she was saying.
"What the fuck did you say, slut?" he asked and started to hit and touch her in wrong places and started to rape her. She rolled out of the bed and tried to run away, but he caught her and started to beat her again and make love to her painfully and harshly. She wished God was up there and listening to her pray to help her. Little did she know her prayer would be answered, but not as soon as she thought.
"You get nothing!" he threw her clothes at her and pushed her out of the house. She hid behind the house and got dressed and ran off, tears constantly flowing out of her eyes.
She ran down the street and saw the strip club. She read the sign: "Adult Beauties" and saw the sign on the window, "Looking for new ladies every night to dance for big money, at least 400 dollars a night. Free interviews inside." She sighed and went inside, quickly getting the job and an outfit for that night's performance.