As the two donkeys were led off to their new lives, the Madame swirled around and gave the crowd a big smile. Most enjoyed the show, thinking it magic or just buying into it due to drunkenness. They clapped and cheered, urging for more entertainment. These ones she looked over; they would come back every week and eat out of her palm so she needed to get the ones that weren't eating it up. At least not in the boastful way.
She spied a man a few rows back, looking a bit flush and sitting down where most others were standing. She read the measure of him quickly.
"You, sir, could you come up here?" The Madame spoke gracefully and pointed with a flick of her finger at him. Somehow everyone knew to part until he was left looking confused.
"M-me?" he stammered, looking around. He fidgetted in his seat.
"Yes you. Don't be bashful and come up here." While there was nothing sinister in the way she asked, there was also the air about her that he had better not refuse. Pants tight, he tried to stand gracefully but stumbled. "Don't worry. I know you're turned on and now, oops, so does everyone else. Come on up."
Unsure how she knew but feeling the pressure all around him, he stood and went up on the small stage. She put her arm around his shoulders and pulled him close.
"So what is your name, my horny fellow?" she said, pulling away his hand that was trying to hide the bulge in his pants.
"Alex," he said simply.
"Louder..." Madame prodded.
"Alex!" he yelled before biting his lip.
"Well, Alex, I noticed you really, REALLY," and for emphasis, she even groped him, causing him to blush, "liked that last show. But tell me, what position interested you more? Jack or Jenny?"
The question should have been easy to answer, but with all the eyes on him, and the Madame squeezing his arm, Alex answered honestly.