"Hey Honey," my mother greeted me as I walked into the living room.

"Hey Mom," I replied as I sat down on the couch to watch TV with my parents, as usual, that time wearing a short blue skirt and a matching blue halter top. They contrasted sexily with my tanned skin and blonde hair.

"Doesn't your daughter look pretty?" she asked.

Dad looked at me. With Mom behind him and unable to see his face, he gave me a big smile and said, "Yes, very pretty."

"How's the job hunt going, Abby?" my mother asked, following up her comment with a criticism. She knew damn well that I had...