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Author: Chris-t6290 Picture in profile
Added: Jun 23 2016Views / Reads: 3737 / 2894 [77%]Story vote: 9.50 (14 votes)
When Stephanie’s daughter, Julie, refused to come home and sell the seven remaining boxes of Girl Scout cookies, her mom was left with little option other than to tout them herself and in a uniform that just about covered her petite body.
 


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Story outline: When Stephanie's daughter, Julie, refused to come home and sell the seven remaining boxes of Girl Scout cookies, her mom was left with little option other than to tout them herself and in a uniform that just about covered her petite body.

Although my daughter and I are about the same size - I having a few more curves than she, as you would expect - I was both satisfied and quite flattered as to how her Girl Scout uniform fitted me - with minor adjustments. I was, however, anything but satisfied as to the why and wherefore of my having to do so.

Julie is a member of a local girl scouts group. When the group leader called for volunteers to sell their cookies, Julie's hand was several of those that shot up. As far as I could determine, what with her bringing home so many boxes, she didn't want to be outdone by Amanda who asked for five boxes of cookies and so my egotistical twit of a daughter asked for seven.

I was fucking pissed; livid, even, when, after four days, those that she hadn't sold (giving up after the first day) were sat on the hall cabinet along with her uniform. By then, Saturday, I'd had enough, and so I called my daughter on her cell-phone, fuming.

"What do you want, mom, I'm at my friends?"

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