MOM VS DAUGHTER47 year old
Margret (right, in black leather dress) has had an argument with her daughter
Caroline (left, in red leather dress) who, on her 20th birthday, wants to bring her boyfriend over to her mom's house and stay with him in her room upstairs.
Margret told her, 'There's no way such things can go on under my roof! When you get married you're welcome to do whatever you like but taking young men up to your room just like that in my house - no, young lady, I will not have it!'
Caroline didn't take her mother's rejection kindly. She stepped up closely to her and, looking down on the woman whom she towers over at her much greater height, replied, 'Mom, I'm a grown woman, and I'll do whatever I want!'
Margret drew herself up to her full height, trying not to tilt her head back while looking up at her six inches taller daughter, and continued to make her position clear to her. 'You're not too old for a spanking if you give me that kind of talk!'
Caroline smirked. 'Oh really? And you're the one who's going to give me that spanking? Mom, are you serious? I could pick you up and put you over my knee without breaking a sweat!'
Margret was shocked at her daughter's threatening words, and angry at her. 'You spoilt brat, you just try! I'm still stronger than you, and if I have to, I will prove it!'
Caroline briefly laughed. 'Okay then,' she said. She took a couple of steps back, stepped out of her high heels, straightened the skirt of her red leather dress with the palms of her hands, and challenged her mom, 'Come on then, let's do it - wrestle me! If you win, I'll be the most obedient daughter you could ever wish for, and I won't even mention my boyfriend again, but if I win you'll cook us dinner, serve us at the table, and keep out of the way as soon as you're told!'
'Alright!' Margret hissed angrily. She straightened her black leather dress like her daughter had done, shook her high heels off her feet, and stared at her daughter who likewise drilled her gaze into her mom's eyes.
The two women raised their arms at shoulder height and, both slightly bent forward and still fixating eachother with their gaze, started slowly circling around eachother...
