Her mother picked something

Lauren, feeling incredibly exposed and on the spot, backed up and put her plump bare butt to the wall. She could feel the heat on her face and knew her cheeks were neon.

"Mom, I need clothes!" Lauren whined.

"Oh, I found you something in the attic." Her mother said. "In fact, I pulled out a few boxes of your things for you."

"Great, what did you get?" Lauren asked eagerly, very aware of her exposure and Daryl's leering eyes. God, the little creep!

Her mother smiled proudly and pulled out a dress. Lauren's eagerness turned to despair. It was her church dress from childhood! A red and white checker dress that had a pleated skirt and a large white bow on the waist. It looked abysmally small, the pleated skirt couldn't be more then six inches long! Also Lauren could spot the ruffled bloomers that went with it! She hadn't worn that damn thing since she was 8 at the oldest!

Daryl burst out laughing when he saw what her mother had picked.

"I can't wear that!" Lauren objected.

"Well, that's up to you." Her mother said sternly. "You can either wear this or go to work how you're dressed now."

"But I'm not wearing anything right now!" Lauren pointed out the extremely obvious.

"Exactly." Her mother said coldly.