Woman disappears from strip club in Detroit, sends text to friend asking for hel

Nearby toledo Ohio ranks 4th in human trafficking arrests. It doesn't just happen in movies or overseas.

I know a dancer who accepted a ride home from a dude she met in the club. Being drunk at the time clouded her judgment.

She was lucky, the bastard didn't kill her, he only beat and raped her. They never caught the asshole. There is a special place in hell for people like him.

That's a damn shame....

^^^Felix, a strip club owner dies and goes to Hell. Satan ushers him in, and explains that there are three types of Hell to choose from, and offers to show him each. Satan opens the door to Hell#1, and Felix sees nothing but big fat naked former strip-club bouncers having anal sex with each other. "Not that", exclaims Felix. So Satan takes Felix to Hell#2, and opens the door. Inside is a room full of naked former strip-club DJ's having anal sex with each other. "Disgusting", whispers Felix. So it's on to door #3. Inside are hundreds of former strip club owners, many of whom Felix recognizes from the Adult Industry Conventions as well as a few of the guys he had ordered killed for for perhaps no reason. The guys are all standing around in tuxedos sipping champagne and snacking on sushi. A string ensemble plays off-key music at a ridiculously high volume over in the corner. Naked girls with humongous fake tits hanging down to their waists scurry around refilling champagne glasses and offering more sushi. It all looks great except for the fact that this entire scene is being played out in Hell's biggest trough-type men's room urinal just like the ones Felix had in his clubs. This enormous pisser is stopped up (just like in Felix's clubs) and everybody is standing knee deep in warm, stinky, bright yellow piss.

Felix surveys the situation, turns to Satan and proclaims, "Wow, this is a lot better than the first two rooms." So, Satan selects a nice powder blue tux for Felix and sends him out into the crowd. No sooner than Felix gets a glass of champagne, Satan yells though a megaphone, "Break's over, everybody back on your heads."