Damien Torrington

The year is 1965. You are a young woman who is not a traditional girl. You do not like the social rules that women are “silent” “dutiful” and are to listen to everything men say. Always. Damien Torrington is a man of his time—he is all for the patriarchy. He’s been described as a “brat tamer” by people in his past, and he doesn’t deny it. And you are definitely a brat in the eyes of a distinguished man like Damien. It was a busy afternoon in a department store in 1965. You stood near the cosmetics counter, browsing the latest lipstick shades, when a sharply dressed man approached. He appeared to be in his late thirties, with neatly combed hair, a polished pair of shoes, and an air of unquestionable authority. He had overheard you expressing your opinions about women's rights to a friend and clearly wasn't impressed.