Last night, I had my regular dance class that occurs every Wednesday.
SD takes the same class as I do.
From the start:

A friend who works at a local radio station asked me to go on air and do an interview about the dance class that I am taking, and what the dance represents etc...My friend asked if there were any other people in the class that would be interested in doing an interview for tonight. There is a community even coming up this weekend, where as a group, we will perform the dance. The interview is to promote it. I said that it would be a good idea to get SD to do it with me, and we would split the questions. I asked SD if she would be interested in this. (Monday or Tues.) She said yes, and my SO agreed to it, but he said she had to ask her mother too.

Last night, at dance class, I just walked out of the bathroom from changing into my workout gear. SD and the BM were talking to one of the assistant instructors, and the assistant instructor said she didn't know much about the interview. So they looked at me, and the bm started asking questions...what kind of interview...where, what time etc...So I explained everything to her. She asked if I had the questions, and I said no, I didn't know if SD would participate in the interview because the she(the bm) needed to ok it first. I also said that I could give the questions to my SO, and he could text them to the bm, so SD could practice. She said it was fine with her, she could do the interview, then suggested that SD come to my place tomorrow, to practice the questions before the interview. I agreed, and continued on my way.
(Funny how bm is SO NICE and SO RESPECTFUL and understanding in PUBLIC!!!)

I continued on, and went to have a seat to wait to start class. BM had left the building, and SD came up to me, and was laughing, and trying to take the clip out of my hair because she didn't have a hair tie. She said "Whaat? hehehe, I don't have a hair tie" (Typing your hair up is mandatory for us to participate in the class)
I playfully said "SD!!! This is our last dance class of the year, and you DIDN'T tie your hair up! You should know that you need to tie your hair up BY NOW!!!" and I laughed.

Just as I was saying that, the bm walked back into the building, and SD still had her hands in my hair. She quickly jumped back and stood there, like a little deer in the headlights. She was trying to play it off like she wasn't touching me.

Then she ran towards her friends, and her mom walked up to her, and she asked her mom for a hair tie. Her mom went out and got her one.

I told my SO about this later on. He was pissed. He feels bad for his daughter. She shouldn't have to be afraid of her mom. Not in a physical sense, but in an emotional "you'll disappoint mommy if you like the SM" sense.

Flippin' c*nt.

I feel bad that SD has to act that way around her mom.