What?" "Shoes, formals, and makeup." "WHOA! Hang on there Mom, you didn't say anything about THAT." "What? Shoes?" Anne asked, an amused expression on...her face. "NO.... makeup...." James dropped his voice to a near whisper. "Maggie, it's nothing to be embarrassed by." Anne said, shooting a glare at Elaine that kept her from making whatever comment she was about to. "Mom, I uh..... This isn't optional, is it?" James asked the final question, already knowing what her mother would. Without their income taxes these cities would have no schools, no cops, no firefighters, etc.John Higgins was an 18 year old boy who was a part of the elite 1%. Well, he himself wasn't wealthy, but his father was. His father either owned or was on the board of so many companies that John couldn't keep track. He had a mother who was a homemaker and a rebellious older sister.John Higgins was brash and unlikable. He had been raised to believe that anyone who wasn't equally wealthy was not worth. And you girls out-thought me. I congratulate you. Sorry about that Hope. I didn’t know that I was setting you up. Beth really is good at out-thinking people, including me, on occasion. I know that Rhee and Heather were also in the planning session, but these two plays have Beth’s name written all over them. I knew that they’d buckle down today, and suspected that they’d, somehow, have a planned play or two that they’d trot out. I promise that I was trying to trip them up.“Let’s see what you. Besides cross-referencing the adult-site and Facebook, time had been spent googling. Months were spent charming the metaphorical pants off of this submissive, a shy mom hungering for affection as well as a dosage of humor and thrills.As instructed, after arriving at the hotel she slipped into lingerie, and gagged herself to make sure none of her drivel got in the way of our play. She found me waiting in the bubble bath as expected. This activity was planned to put her mind at ease. After all,.