Goes back to the house.

You eventually circle the neighborhood and arrive home. Upon entering, Emely has clothes strewn all over the living room and is putting apparel in a trash bag. She is no longer naked, but has Taylor Swift shirt on and what you assume are panties by the Grey cloth you can see from behind.

She finally notices you. “Hey Jack, how was your walk?”

You proceed to tell her what you did to Mrs. Haverson and she laughs. “Serves the bitch right.”

“How would feel getting the lawn done for free?” You ask changing the subject.

“Well, not having to weed-eat the yard would be nice. What do you have in mind? Threatening to strip somebody for lawn care?” She replied.

“Something like that. You are better at social media stuff and the like. Can you find out who are all the mean girls at the local high school are?” You ask.

She stares at you weirdly before speaking slowly. “You are not going all pedophile on me, are you?”

“No, nothing like that. I just want to make some of the bullies pay. I thought about stripping some of them as punishment for their bad behaviors. Don’t worry, if their underage, stripping to underwear will do.” You assure her.

“So are you going to strip the guys as well?” Emely asks.

“I thought about it, but no. Guys that age don’t really care about apparel choices as much unless they are at the bottom trying to fit in. We don’t really care about our own nudity as much unless we are super religious. You girls however are vain about what you look like.”

“Hey! I resent that.” She exclaims and hits your leg.

“So it is not true?” You ask.

“I did not say that. Just resent it.”

“See. So will you find some mean girls for me to punish? Please!?” And you give her a pleading look.

“Fine.” She sighs.

“You don’t have to limit it to the local school either.”

“So you just want to go around stripping girls?” She asks.

“Yes. But mean girls if possible.”

“If possible?”

“I might change things later.”

“You are the worst!” And she throws a couch pillow at you with a smile on her face.