It had now been almost for months since his mother Angela Roberts's disappearance on her way back from a conference in Tupelo and two months since her car was found abandoned by the side of the road 3 miles outside the town limits.
The police had given up looking for her and so her son Michael hired a private detective to find her.
Seven days after hiring the detective he got the wonderful news that his mother had been located in Roswell Nevada.
She was now going by the name of Sally Lane and working as a stripper.
Michael was overwhelmed that his mother had been found but could not believe she was working as a stripper.
He told the private detective that he would trouble down and get his mother.
The next day he drove down to the strip joint where she was working.
He walked in and saw them on stage and doing her routine.
He could not believe she was doing this.
He could not believe how much he was enjoying it.
She had always hated this sort of thing and it was women being exploited for men's pleasure.
He could not believe that she had taken everything off and loved the cheering crowd.
After her act was over he went backstage to speak to her.
She had no idea who he was.
She thought he was just some sort of nutter wanting a lap dance.
It took him almost 30 minutes to convince his mother who she was.
He told her he was going to take her home where she could recover and regain her memories.
His mother who was really a dirty old man who had been placed in her body by aliens who had been experimenting on him decided to go along with him.
He thought he would have a better life as a suburban housewife and mother the next stripper and a cheap prostitute.
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