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Despicable Missy #10

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Mama stormed into my room, clothes in hand.
“Get dressed! We’re going out.”
I closed my book. My lips quivered.
“I am not wearing these, Mama. I am sixteen, not thirty.”
Slap!
“I am your mother, do as I say, stupid girl.”
Mama had booked a cab to take us to the Claridges.
I was in awe when I sashayed into the restaurant.
“Stop fidgeting...walk straight...smile.”
The service was superb. I would have loved it if not for Mama instructing me to look and smile at every single man.
It slowly dawned on me Mama was turning into my pimp.

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    Neville Hunt 23 days ago

    Yeah... I think quite a lot of mothers take on that role for their daughters... (not sure it worked very well in my wife’s case. She ended up with me.)

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    Frenchie 23 days ago

    And I am sure your wife never regretted it :-D
    As for me, I have always been guilty of being an overprotective mum. I am trying to be less now that the kids are teenagers but God help me, I already have a hundred questions for the poor bloke who will end up with my daughter. You know, what are his intentions etc... Maybe I should write about it. :-D

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    Neville Hunt 23 days ago

    YES Frenchie! You should. What a great topic for drabblification! Go for it! 😁

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