Ex-Wife's Outfits

"Honestly, Nathan, I wish you would speak to your ex-wife about the way she comes to our home. I have no problem with her coming to see your daughter, Becky, but she has to remember we also have two teenage boys living in this house."

"Nancy, she was going to a party after she saw Becky. She didn't have time to go home from here to change, so she wore her party dress."

"Why are you still defending that woman? Does seeing her popping out of her dress, bring you fond memories?"

"Here we go. Nancy, I'm just telling you what she told me. Ronnie is a model. She dresses to be noticed."

"Did you see how your sons noticed her cleavage? She had practically no clothes on, Nathan. Did you see that dress? She looked like a hooker."

"Nancy, I think you're overreacting a little. But, I understand your concern and I will speak with her. You don't have to yell."

"It's just that she's always showing off her body when she comes here and it makes me very uncomfortable. It's like she's trying to tease you in front of me and it pisses me off."

"Nancy, I said I would speak with her."

"Don't yes me to death, Nathan. If you don't talk to her about it, I will. I don't want her here unless she's dressed properly."

As we were talking, my daughter Becky walked into the room.

"Dad, Nancy, did you see the outfit Mom was wearing? Just so you know, I had a long talk with her about the clothes she's been wearing lately. I told her she's been looking a little sluttish. It was a weird conversation. I felt like I was the mom, when I told her she needs to cover-up the girls."

"How did she react to that?" Nancy asked.

"She started crying, and asked what Nancy thought of her outfits. I hope I didn't say the wrong thing, but I told her I'd be pissed if I were you."

Nancy got up and hugged Becky.

"Forget about that call, Nathan."