Your daughter

You stare, gawking, not sure where to start or what to say and finally you blurt "What the hell are you doing Lisa!!! You are suppose to be in school!" ...knowing that is the least of your problems right now.

"I couldn't concentrate in class, daddy" she says, eying you lustfully "...it was making my head hurt and everywhere else..." she trails off, obviously letting you know what it was making the rest of her do as she bends further over to pick up the carrot she dropped, giving you a good eyeful.