Attire from the stripper clothing store

You spend most of Saturday doing work around the house. You're home when Ashley gets back from shopping for a computer, her friend Cindy is with her. You offer to help bring the computer in the house, but she insists that they don't need any help. After carrying the computer pieces upstairs they return to the car and grab roughly half a dozen bags.

She tries to rush past you. "What's in the bags?"

She holds the bag so the name of the store is facing away from you. "Clothes, Daddy. I hope you don't mind, but summer is coming and I needed new outfits, so I made a cash advance on your credit card." She doesn't stop to hear your response quickly hopping up the stairs to her room.

Cindy follows, but she isn't as careful hiding the name of the store: Superstar.

Superstar is a clothing shop located around the corner from Classified Gentleman's Club. It's a store that's known for catering very specifically to the sort of clothing that typically adorns strippers, but also sells a substantial variety of costumes. The fact that the store targets teens in advertising around Halloween has led to many protests by stuck-up parents who are unhappy with the main focus of the store and its location in town. You've been in the store during Halloween and, yes, while you'd be shocked if your daughter started wearing the stripper clothes, the owner converts the store so it's nearly exclusively Halloween focused with the stripper clothes being moved all the way to the back.

That said, Halloween is months away, so what was Ashley buying?

When Ashley makes a second pass with two more bags you ask for a receipt so you can see how much damage she made to your credit card. She tells you it's probably in one of the bags and she'll dig it out for you.

When she comes back down Cindy is passing by with the last load from the car. Ashley says, "Cindy, you can go ahead and start digging through my things to see if there's anything you want."

Cindy says, "Cool!" and heads up the stairs.

"Here, Daddy." Ashley says handing you a receipt. It's for the computer.

You ask, "What about the clothes receipt?"

She bites her lip, a sign you've come to recognize over the years when she's about to tell a lie. "Uh...I looked and couldn't find it. Probably fell out." She digs in her pocket and pulls out a wad of cash. "Here's your change though."

You take the cash and put it in your pocket. "Honey, if you ever need cash in the future please let me know. The interest rate for cash advances is ridiculous."

She looks at her feet, "I'm sorry, I thought you'd be mad, because of how much I needed."

"How much did you need?"

She sighs, "$600. But I need a full wardrobe change, Daddy! My clothes are so out of date with what college kids are going and I don't want to dress like a high schooler anymore."

You look at the receipt for the computer she didn't really need: $816.32. If you didn't have all of that money stashed away you'd actually be furious. "Okay, Ash. I'll let it go this time, but in the near future we should sit down and discuss how to properly make a budget."

As she smiles and leans in to kiss your cheek the image of your daughter spread eagle on the bed flashes in your head. She says, "Thanks, Daddy, I knew you'd understand."

As she runs up the stairs you touch where she kissed you on the cheek. Mentally you flip through her pictures and imagine her kissing you again, but this time passionately on the lips.

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