Melissa tries to escape

Melissa couldn't believe this. First she got locked out of her hotel room naked, then she was almost blackmailed by some perverted woman for clothes, and now she was brought in as a supposed stripper for what appeared to be some lowbrow bachelor party, judging by the banner that read "Congrats Zach!".

She had to get out of this mess!

She looked around for any method of escape, but the door was blocked by three of the cheering men while the window on the left didn't open. As she desperately racked her brain, the sound of a toilet flushing caught her attention as the door to the bathroom opened and another man drunkenly stumbled out.

"Man!" The guy said, "I opened the win-hic-dow, but you *belch* don't want to go in there for a few.... *urp* Days!"

Melissa's eyes widened as a smile came to her face. Bingo!

"Ah, don't worry about it!" The man who brought Melissa into the room said, "The stripper's here! And she's a real cutie!"

"Hey, stud?" Melissa asked, practically gagging on the word as she tried to talk as seductively as she could. "You don't mind if I," she gestured to the bathroom, "freshen up a bit before I give you boys the show of a lifetime, do you?"

"Hey, whatever you need, Cutie!" The man said as he delivered a quick swat to Melissa's butt.

It took every ounce of strength in her body not to strangle that man right then and there as Melissa chuckled and walked towards the bathroom, slipping into it quickly. Looking up, Melissa smiled as she saw that the window was, in fact, open.

"Now, if this room is anything like mine design wise, then that means..." Melissa said to herself as she walked to the window and looked out, grinning ear to ear as she saw the fire escape. "Yes!"

As carefully as she could, Melissa stepped on to the fire escape and began her descent down from the seventh floor to the ground floor, clinging to the table cloth tightly as she smiled. Everything was going her way!

Until she got to the third floor...