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Your hippy brother has asked you to let his daughter stay with you while she goes to school to save money for the dorms. You agree mainly because she's been sending you texts begging. Maybe even the free birds feel caged now and then. Things have been working out for the first month, there were adjustments, but you still can't get her get to dress more modestly. It's like she doesn't understand. So you just get used to seeing her in her Victoria's Secret ensembles. Rather than push the issue, you try to ignore it, but she starts pushing you further. You see the signs now. Forgetting a crucial piece to her ensemble, sprawled on the couch in a position that isn't very lady-like. She has got to be testing you or something.