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You eventually circle the neighborhood and arrive home. You scowl at the sight of your lawn. It was unreasonable long and your lazy landlady was refusing to cut it. Upon entering, Amelia has clothes strewn all over the living room and is putting apparel in a trash bag. She has a Taylor Swift shirt on and what you assume are panties by the grey cloth you can see from behind.
She finally notices you. “Hey Jack, how was your walk?”
You tell her what you did to Mrs. Haverson and your deal, which she laugh at. “Serves the bitch right. She's always putting her nose in what I'm doing and acts like she's always right just because she's old.”
“Yeah. How would feel getting the lawn done for free?” You ask suddenly asked, changing the subject as a wild idea hit you.
“Well, not having to watch for snakes in the yard would be nice. But we can't cut it ourselves, it's Mrs. Shadwick's job. What do you have in mind? Threatening to strip somebody for lawn care? Maybe her?” Amelia replied.
“Something like that. You are better at social media stuff and the like. Can you find out who are all the mean girls at the local high school are?” You ask, changing the subject yet again.
She stares at you weirdly before speaking slowly. “You are not going all pedophile on me, are you?”
“No, nothing like that. I just want to make some of the bullies pay. I thought about stripping some of them as punishment for their bad behaviors. Don’t worry, if they're underage, stripping them to their underwear will do.” You assure her.
“So... are you going to strip the guys as well?” Emely asks.
“I thought about it, but no. Guys that age don’t really care about apparel choices as much unless they are at the bottom trying to fit in. Guys don’t really care about their nudity as much unless they're super religious. You girls, however, are really vain about what you look like.”
“Hey! I resent that.” She exclaims and hits your leg.
“So it's not true?” You ask.
“I didn't say that. Just resent it.” She shrugs and goes back to throwing out all her lower wear.
“See. So will you find some mean girls for me to punish? Please!?” You give her a pleading look.
She sighs, pausing her task. “Yeah, yeah, alright. I'll try.”
“Great!" You drop the pleading look immediately. "You don’t have to limit it to the local school either.”
“Hang on, do you just want to go around stripping girls?” She asks, throwing away one her last skirt.
“Yes. I won't even try to pretend that I don't. But I'd like to only do it to mean girls if possible.”
“If possible?”
“I might change things later. If I get too bored, you know?”
“You are the worst!” And she throws a couch pillow at you with a smile on her face.
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