“Get on your damn hands and knees, woman. Now you crawl.” I said and commanded her to start crawling. I watched her ass flex with every movement...she made as I directed her back to my bedroom. When we were there, I told her to stand again. I pointed at the outfit I had laid out for her and instructed her to go in the bathroom and change. She was also to put the cuffs only on the ankles, and bring the wrist cuffs to me."Oh, Mr. Roberts, how naughty," she said. She had a twinkle in her eyes as. She made a great role model for the kids and I had no worries on that score. In addition to that I had my first wife's mother, Louise, who helped out when some back-up was needed when we had to meet social engagements without the children attached.My other mother-in-law Simone was a different cup of tea entirely.I remember when we went to Paris to visit Elsa's mother in her well-appointed penthouse not far from the Champs Elysees and I saw up close and personal the depravity of her life-style.. . if you want to ... I mean ... would you like to come?” she stuttered nervously.“Oh, I don’t know Courtney, I’m not much of a party guy.” I said quietly.“Yea, I kind of figured that, it’s ok, no big deal. Just thought I would ask.” she replied.She appeared to be somewhat disappointed, as she turned to walk away. I thought quickly, maybe she is asking for herself and not a friend as Ashley had suggested. I reached out and tapped her on the shoulder.“Hey Courtney, you going to the game tonight?”. Many I naturally knew including my next-door neighbour, that will be an interesting next meeting!!! Music was playing in the background, it became much louder, time to begin. It was the music ‘The Stripper’ very apt I thought. We retreated into the centre of the room and starting gently dancing sexily. One by one we slipped out of our sheer dresses. The MC Bill invited the guys to make cash donations to us by way of our bras and thongs. We edged around the room collecting notes of all.