Accept Madison's Invite

{if game:Madison_sex = true}Oddly, you haven't spoken to Madison much since you made your dirty deal with her. You have been holding your end of the bargain, though. Occasionally sending her finished homework that she can put her name on. It's dangerous, but when you think back to that night, it was worth it.{endif}

You walk up to see Madison exactly where you agreed to meet, but sitting behind the wheel of a white, luxury convertible, the keys already turned in the engine as if gas is of no object. You freeze, for a second, stunned by this, and try to get your reaction under control before she sees you. Do you want Madison to drive?

{if game:Smart_Madison >= 1}Then again, you remember that she is actually much smarter, and more competent, than she pretends to be. Perhaps this will be okay?{endif} With some reluctance, you approach the car. "Hi Madison."

"Oh my god!" She looks up from her phone, which you realize she was using as a beauty mirror. Her large, pink lips are the first thing you notice, but her eyeshadow is perfectly done. Her hair is up in a perfect, stylishly messy updo with twin tails framing her face. You see down, into the car, that she is wearing a short pink dress that is glossy and emphasizes her cleavage.

"You're driving?" you ask.

"Oh, like, totally!" She smiles. "I like...thought that I could try out my new car! Everything is so, like, walkable here! We don't ever get to use her!"

You open the passenger door and climb into the passenger seat. "Her?"

"Oh, totally!" Madison runs her hand along the dashboard before twisting the key in the ignition. "Her name is Ruth!"

"Ruth? Why that?"

"Oh, like, the biblical name Ruth for the perfect idealized woman," Madison says, without even thinking about it as she pulls away. "Also, Ruth Bader Ginsberg was totally awesome. I think that like, if you name something out of someone from history, you should have at least two sources."

You blink, as the palm trees and one-storey houses run by. She is a surprisingly careful driver. "Uh. Right. You really do seem pretty informed about a lot of things."

"Oh," she shrugs, as if it's of no consequence. "I used to read a lot. Pretty much everything. But then, like, boys didn't like me so, y'know?"

"I guess I do know," you say.

She shrugs, like this is no real revelation, and has no particular consequence. "Anyway, I can get any guy I want now, Ryan. So it's fine, I'm happy! And my family has so much money anyway that it doesn't matter if I, like, fail college or whatever."

You let that sink in, processing it. "...Right"

{if game:Madison_sex = true}You suppose, then, as much as it felt like you were dominating her at the time, you are one of those many guys that she has "gotten" by acting like this.{endif}

The car ride doesn't take long. You figure it would have been possible to walk, but then you wouldn't have been able to try out Madison's new car. She parks neatly by the curbside, and as she gets out, you can't help but notice the dress riding up, her large (possibly enhanced?) ass hanging out before she pulls the dress down with her fingers, rolling it back over her curves.

You get out, too, and follow her up the pathway to the large house before you, wondering how Delta-Gamma got access to this. It is two storeys, huge, practically a mansion, and a few girls are standing around outside. You take Madison's hand as you walk in, the door opening for you, and right in front of you is...

Madison (Love) +5