“What? In mine home country, this is standard uniform for verslað dóttir, or how you say, traded daughter?” Aimee said, looking over her shoulder at her host family.

“Traded daughter?” Mr. Jones asked.

“Yes. Is common for families to trade oldest daughter when she is eighteen for other daughter. This way, both homes have sex servant. Is this not the same here?” she asked.

“Well… I mean you’re an exchange student, not a-”

“Shh! Honey, she’s here for us to learn about her culture too!” his wife said. “I think we should give this versloo daughter thing a shot!”

(Posted as a response to this request: http://masterlovehurts.tumblr.com/post/161790761561/wow-loved-your-foreign-exchange-stories-i-hope)

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