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What the hell were you thinking sneaking onto campus, dad? Trying to worm your way into the cheer squad? As if anyone wouldn't notice?
   But the synthskin salesman said it would be completely convincing.
I'm not talking about your appearance. Hell, you could have fool me with that face. But a 50 year old accountant can't pass as a college girl. You're not that good of an actor. You don't know the language. Plus the camcorder stuffed down your bra was a pretty major red flag.
You make it sound so sordid! It was just a bit of fun!
This isn't Animal House, dad. We're not living in the 1970s. You can't just film women showering without their consent. These are serious allegations. Candice is accusing you of identity theft, and the other girls... voyeurism, indecent exposure. Jessica says the two of you fooled around after cheer practice. Is that true?
I...uh... ma-maybe... But her boyfriend was barely involved!
'Barely'? I want a divorce!
Mom, I'm handling it.  Look, dad, I just need to know two things. Is this reversible? And how much did it cost?
Of course... Uh... Twelve... Twelve thousand dollars.
That's it, I'm gone. You'll hear from my lawyer.
Wait, honey, please, come back!
*door slam*
... Thought she'd never leave. Okay, so here's what's going to happen. You're going to give me all the footage you recorded. Then you'll transfer the other twelve thousand dollars you kept for reversion, and I'll smooth things over with the girls. I know them. They're chill. This can all go away if you want it to.
Bu-but I need that money. What about my reversion?
Heh. Trust me, that's never going to be an issue. Or would you prefer to wind up in a male prison looking like that? No, i didn't think so. So you just worry about running your tight little synthskin tushie to the bank before mom freezes your account. Okay, peaches?