Tara's Fetish, Part One:

My wife Beth comes to me while I'm reading one evening and I see she has a smirky expression on her face. I ask her what's up with her and she tells me it's nothing. I know it's not nothing and poke at her to spill the beans.

"Come on honey. Something has you amused. What's the deal?"

"I was picking up a little in Tara's room while she was in school today and I found some things."

Tara is our thirteen year old daughter. She's a bright and happy young girl, but has recently become a handful since she entered puberty. She's got a friend named Jess that on more than one occasion smelled of smoke, so I immediately thought the obvious.

"What.. She's hiding cigarettes in her room?"

"No, nothing like that. Well I don't know, maybe that too, but I found

I was 36 years old back in 2003. I was still married then. I have two kids with my ex wife. They're older now but they were 14 and 8 back then. I have never told anyone what I'm about to confess. Our daughter took her mother's credit card and went to the mall with her friend. They bought all kinds of clothes and racked up over $400. I caught my daughter and her friend trying to sneak in her window with a bunch of clothes. Of course I interrogated them, and the truth came out. The worst part of it was she was staying home from school that day because she was supposedly sick.

I confiscated the card and told her she'd have to tell her mother when she got home. My daughter pleaded with me to not have to tell her mom. I sent her friend home because I instantly grounded my daughter. She was