When they met, Paul could see the questioning look in her eyes. After a pleasant afternoon, sitting and getting to know one another, Ang asked Paul to...show John around the bar and club. An hour later after having a couple of beers at the bar, they returned to the apartment. Angel and her mother were sitting at the kitchen table chatting over a cup of tea.Paul couldn't quite put his finger on it; but it seemed that the atmosphere had become more pleasant, and that his future mother-in-law was. "Toliver Nelson's residence, may I help you?" Sharon honey, this is Tol. The girls need to come outside for a breath of fresh air." There was a momentary hesitation but nobody here seemed to notice it. "Tell them they need to meet me at..." I gave her the coordinates of the meeting place I had with my snitch, (God, was I going to make him suffer if I had the chance!) and Mathis nodded."Yes, Mr. Nelson," Sharon answered coolly."Tell the girls I love them. Nelson, out" How sweet," Mathis grunted. I felt my being forced backward by the metal collar lining. Melba locked the neck clasp with a 6-inch lock that was clearly overkill. I found myself staring almost straight up at the ceiling. I felt a draft around my waist, which told me that the flared little skirt did not hide my sex.Next Melba laced me into a matching clear-vinyl single glove. She attached small gold chains from the wrist area and the top of the glove to clasp at my neck and pulled so that the device was stiff and elevated. I'd had to agree just to get mother off the bloody telephone. Mother had been calling me at work several times a day and, to be honest, my boss was getting real antsy about it."You heard me. I said I want you to get me pregnant," Michelle repeated."You've got to be bloody joking, girl. I'd drop myself right in the apple cart if I did that. God, I'm not paying you child maintenance for the next god knows how many years." If it's only the child maintenance you're worried about, I'll give you a.