"I don't think so young lady, you are not leaving dressed like that" You yell as she is walking out the door
"But daddy this is how everyone dresses, times have changed since you grew up" she retorts
"No, you come back here this instant or you're dead meat"
She storms into the living room and stands in front of you. You have never noticed the amazing curves she was in front of you with that outfit on.
"Y-y-you're in trouble" you stammer, "no daughter of mine dresses like that, now you can go change or you can come here and get punished."
Sara, always the rebel contemplates the consequences of both before deciding what to do. |