A lot depends on what happens tomorrow and how your father feels about this after he has had a chance to be Mr. Thinker." Do you want to? I mean, was ...it fun for you, too?" I wouldn't have allowed it if it wasn't." What about those things Buddy said? That was mean. You didn't like the way he bossed you around and called you those names--did you?" Buddy can't boss me unless I let him, and if I don't like a name, I'll slap his face. That goes for anyone, even Pastor John or any elder. Does that. . what am I going to get in return?" I whined.She finished taking off her top. "At least, let me get used to the idea. A mother can't just give a strip show for her son right away."I didn't like it, but I was glad to get what I was getting. Besides, there was to be more to come. I agreed and asked for the most I could get without her exposing herself -- down to her bra and panties."I wasn't planning on you seeing me in my underwear today," she said, stepping out of her slacks, "it's nothing. She and Mike looked around, and finally Kelly turned to him and said, “Mike, would you please take me on the floor? This is a museum and with our lovemaking we’re bound to break something. Everything in here is utterly priceless!”Mike picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. While he undressed her, he said, “Darling, we’re here under orders from the President of Russia. He told me that their historians believe this to be the bedroom Napoleon used when the French occupied Moscow. The. ..like this.” I turned back to face her. Her eyes were still closed. I said, “You want to get on the bus the way you are?” Her eyes opened to bare slits, their expression glazed with exhaustion, and she answered, “Yesss...want people to see ...I’m your...property.” She used her hands to push herself away from the wall and started to straighten up when suddenly her eyes popped wide open. She exclaimed, “Oh! OH!” and suddenly started jerking her hips from side to side and shivering. For a moment.