You’re just coming home from work when your daughter flounces into the Iiving room. Your wife and son have been gone all day and she’s bored…and looking for trouble. You always try not to look cuz after all she’s your daughter, but those tights…that dress…that lilting voice. You can’t help but do whatever she wants, even if it’s wrong. But as long as you don’t actually touch her it’s not wrong…right? This one is comin at ya from my Customs Collection