You were all set to go out, dressed in your short dress and heels,with your makeup on.

Just as you were about to walk out the door,the bodyguard that your father hired,stepped in front if you,blocking your path.In his suit as usual,he crossed his arms underneath his chest and began to examine your outfit.His eyes scanned up down your body,stopping at your legs. A subbtle appearing on his face.

“Don’t make me find you something to wear myself”

His tone was authoriative.