Chapter 162 Its still early in the night when we arrive at the club . Matteo thankfully has decided to stay in the car , not wanting a bar of what we're up to . Sign up for Mom took less than ten minutes and we were handing over our coats to the reception and walking through to the back in no time . I kept trying to get a read on Moms emotions but the woman was like a steel cage when she wanted to be . " So … how often did you sneak out here under your parent's noses ? " She asks . " Uhhh … " " Oh come on , darling , I'm impressed really . Not much gets past your fathers and brothers . To be a part of all this without them finding out , that's gold . " " You're really not mad ? " " No. I knew from the day you were born you would have to be a little sneaky to have some real fun in your life . " The doors open to the main floor and Mom gasps as she walks in . Only a few people linger around the bar , some girls are dancing on stages , a few pieces of equipment are being used but the main voyeurism spots are thankfully in secluded rooms . I take Mom up to the bar where one of the bartenders , Theo is working . " Miss Isla , lovely to see you tonight ! It has been a while , and who's this ? Your sister perhaps ? " Mom blushes hard and shakes her head . I ignore that question altogether . I'm not about to start screaming to the world that I've brought my Mom to a sex club . " Have you seen Miss Sheila by any chance ? " " Mmmm , yeah I think she's in one of the backrooms finishing up with a client . " He points towards the hall which I really didn't want to have to take Mom down . I'd stay at the bar but apparently , she's catching quite a lot of attention out here already , so I have no choice but to keep moving . " Alright , thanks Theo . " I usher Mom over in that direction and give her a fair warning about what we might see as we pass the open rooms . She looks curiously into a room where someone is strapped to a Saint Andrews Cross being whipped and she quickly looks back at the floor . I laugh internally but remain stoic on the outside . A door at the end of the hall opens , catching our attention as Miss Sheila struts out of it . We rush the last steps to close the distance , and Mom pushes her back into the room . " What the fuck ? Isla ? " " Miss Isla . " I correct her as she stabilizes herself and takes a further step back from Mom . " What's going on here ? " " You have a client , Pedro , Mexican guy . " I state firmly and she shakes her head . " You know I can't discuss clients , s against the policy agree … " Mom cuts her off by grabbing her by the neck , kicking her foot behind Miss Sheila's and slamming her back into the soft carpet . " I don't give two fucks about your policies . My daughter asked you a question . Answer it . " Sheila looks stunned , scared , maybe pissing herself as she swallows hard under Mom's hand and looks over to me . " Y - yes . I know Pedro . " " Does he come here ? " " He used to , but he hasn't for a while now . He just calls and I go to meet him for a higher price . " " Where do you meet him ? " " An old warehouse down on the southside . I can write the address down if you let me go ! " Mom releases her , helping her stand up and patting her on the back . " Give us the address . " She tells Sheila , she is , still standing right up in her face . " I'll have to go get a pen and paper . Follow me back to the reception . " " If you try anything funny … " " I won't , I swear ! " Something in her eyes must tell Mom she's serious because she nods and we follow Sheila . She shakes slightly as she writes down the address and I thank her for her time sweetly . I don't think Sheila and I will be friends anymore after this . Mom snatches it from her and whispers something in her ear that I can't hear , but it must put the fear of God up her because she hightails it back into the club . " That was fun ! Not as much fun as I had hoped but still fun . I'm a bit sad she gave it up so quickly ! " Mom says cheerfully as we head back to the car . " So , what do we do now ? Should we go check this out ? " " Hmm , we'll get Matteo to … " " Matteo to do what now ? " He glares at us as we get into the car . we need " Here , I want you to check out this address . Find everything , to know . We're going there tomorrow . " He rolls his eyes but takes the paper from Mom anyway . " Right . So back home now then ? You know your husbands have been calling you . " He points to her phone that we had left in the cupholders . I grab mine and see I have two missed calls from Nico . Shit . " Yep , back home , but swing past a drive through on the way . I'm hungry . " I quickly send off a message to Nico explaining I had my phone on silent during dinner and I would be back at my parents soon to grab Mason and come back home . My phone dings not even a minute later . " I'll see you at your parents . " Shit . " What did my Dad's say ? " " They're curious as to why we've gone out to dinner . Don't worry , I've told them I wanted to talk about girly things . That usually stops all questions . " She laughs . " Nico's at your place . " She turns her head around in the front seat to look at me . " He's very attentive , isn't he ? " " Or very clicked on . You know I met him at that club . What if someone told him I was there ? " She shrugs . " Then you tell him I was curious . Maybe I wanted to see a few things to fire up things in the bedroom . " " Gross , Mom ! " " I don't know what you two did or are doing but I don't want to know . Please stop . Matteo pleads with us , sending us both into a fit of laughter .