No

Taylor was too scared to do anything, she just sat there in silence hoping they would all go away

“Okay suit yourself” he said

They opened fire, killing two members of the gang, Trent and one other managed to duck out of the way, the four men hopped back into the car with the money and the **** and drove off

“We have got to get out of here” said Trent’s friend

“Hang on Jackson” said Trent before jogging to the bin and finding Taylor

“Well what do we have here” said Trent grabbing her by the arm and lifting her to a standing position

“Please don’t hurt me” pleaded Taylor

“What do we do with her boss?” asked Jackson as another car rolled up this one belonging to Trent

“Put her in the car” said Trent handing her Jackson

“No please don’t” said Taylor as she pushed into the car and driven to the back entrance of the strip club she walked past earlier

Trent, Jackson and the driver got out of the car, Jackson pulled Taylor out and flung her over his shoulder before carrying her into the club

“Where do you want her boss?” asked Jackson

“In my office upstairs” said Trent

Jackson carried Taylor upstairs and sat her in a chair opposite the desk, Trent followed them in

“What do you want from me?” asked Taylor

“Well it’s simple because of you I’ve lost two of my men and I’m out two hundred and fifty thousand dollars, so what I want is the money back” said Trent

“I can do that” said Taylor

“Good and I need it by seven A.M” said Trent

“How am I supposed to do that, it’s ten o’clock the banks are shut and they won’t open until at least eleven tomorrow morning, why on earth do you need the money so soon?” asked Taylor

“Well you see the money we lost tonight doesn’t belong to me, I was supposed to buy a quarter million dollars worth of cocaine for my boss and if I don’t have his **** or his money by the time he comes in tomorrow at seven then he is going to kill me” said Trent

“Well how am I going to get the money” asked Taylor

“Your going to earn it” said Trent

“How” asked Taylor

“I can give you a job here stripping” he said

Taylor gasped “I’m Taylor Swift I am not going to strip” she said

Trent moved toward Taylor “Well there is one other way” he said

“What’s that?” asked Taylor

Trent reached out his hand and grabbed Taylor’s modest breasts, she gasped again “You could become a hooker for a night, I’m sure there are plenty of guys willing to pay top dollar for a chance to fuck Taylor Swift” he said

“I am not going to become a prostitute” said Taylor slapping his hands away

“Do you have any other ideas because your not leaving this building until every cent is paid back” said Trent

Taylor started crying “Please just let me go” she begged

“Okay” replied Trent

Taylor looked up in hope “Really” she said

Trent bent down, looked Taylor in the eyes, wiped away her tears, smiled and said “Absolutely after you’ve paid me back, so which will it be stripping or prostitution”