Curfew violation Stories

I glanced at my watch.  Two-thirty A.M. “Shit,” I thought to myself.   “Hopefully my dad is asleep.” “Why?” Ryan asked. “You know my dad Ryan.  He’s never liked you first of all and its way past my curfew.” “Curfew!” exclaimed Ryan.  “You’re 18 years old now Meg, and you’re in college now.  What’s with the curfew?” “Ryan, you’ve known me long enough to know my dad.  ‘My house, my rules’ he always told my older sister when...