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|    15 May 06 11:46:10    |
      From: bobandcarole@aol.com              Story:Babysitter                     by bobandcarole                     Sitting at the dinner table she swung her feet impatiently waiting for       Mom and Dad to finish up talking to each other and tell her just WHO was       going to baby-sit her that night. They were going out and weren't going       to be home until 5 or 6 in the morning so they had to have someone over       with her. They didn't like leaving her alone that late at night and to       be honest she didn't like being in this big old creepy house that late       at night all alone either. Since she couldn't find a friend to stay with       her she needed a sitter. Her normal ones were busy that night so Daddy       found someone different.              She played with her food impatiently waiting for them to tell her WHO       was coming over. Dad finally looked over at her and noticed how       impatient she was getting. He smiled and reached over and ruffled her       hair. "Sorry Hon, I guess we got too involved in our conversation and       forgot. You remember my old friend Duncan?"              She looked at him and nodded.              "He moved back a while ago and we ran into him a few weeks ago. He is       going to come over and stay with you tonight. That's OK isn't it?"              She remembered Duncan all right. She had always had the HUGEST crush on       him. He was tall, dark, and handsome and the English accent he had       always drove her nuts. She hadn't seen him since she was really, really       little maybe 9 or 10. She grinned to herself; he was in for one helluva       shock that was for sure. In the last few years she had really filled out       and developed. Besides she REALLY liked guys his age, that is all she       would date, not the high school boys her age. She smiled at Dad, "Sure       that's alright."              "There are a ton of movies in the living room for you two to watch. He       is going to sleep in the guest room tonight so he will be right next       door to you."              "I can watch anything I want right?" She looked at him with arched       eyebrows.              He laughed, "You know you can Hon, there isn't anything in this house       you can't read, look at or watch."              "Make sure you tell him that alright?"              After supper she went and fiddled around in her room until it was time       for him to get there. When she heard the doorbell ring she flew out her       bedroom door and dashed down the stairs, yelling, "I'll get it!" She       opened the door to see Duncan standing there. He was more handsome than       she remembered him. He was so tall too! She remembered him being tall       but thought that was because she was so short at the time.              He looked down at her and smiled, not believing his eyes. Last time he       saw her she was a little itty, bitty thing with pig tails and scabs on       her knees. The girl that stood in front of him was fully developed and       extremely beautiful. "Hi Dani. Boy you sure have changed!"              She giggled, noticing the way his eyes crawled up and down her body.       "You're just how I remember you Uncle Duncan."              He laughed, "No one has called me that in forever." He stepped inside       and looked around. "Where are your mom and dad?"              She snorted and giggled, "Still getting ready I think. Come on into the       living room and sit down."              He dropped his duffel bag on a chair by the door and followed her into       the living room, watching the sensual sway of her ass.              She sat down on the arm of the sofa and he sat down the on the sofa it's       self. He smiled at her. "So, Miss Skinny," That was his old nickname for       her, "what are we going to do tonight?"              "Well, we have a ton of movies I figured we could watch some of those or       play video games."              "Movies sound good to me."              Her father came into the room and shook hands with Duncan. Duncan stood       up, "All ready to go Andy?"              Her dad laughed, "Just waiting on Ellen to finish up in the bathroom is       all. Now there are plenty of things to munch on in the 'fridge and we       have a ton of movies to watch. Dani can watch anything she wants, I       don't care. She doesn't have a bedtime so she can stay up as late as she       wants. You'll probably fall asleep before she does. Most of the time she       is still awake when we get home. She does have to have her pajamas on by       10 o'clock though. None of her friends can come over, but I don't think       that is going to be a problem since I do believe they are all gone for       the night anyway. No boys over. Also she can only be on the phone for 10       minutes at a time." He reached over and rubbed her head, "That doesn't       mean to hang up and call them right back and stay on the phone another       10 minutes Danielle."              She giggled a little.              "Also she is NOT allowed to get online. She can play on the computer all       she wants but is not allowed to sign on."              Dani was standing behind him and making monkey faces as he talked. He       turned around, catching her and ruffled her hair making her giggle.              "Also if she wants to listen to her stereo she has to do it with       headphones on. If she wants something to eat you have to cook it for       her. She isn't allowed to use the stove or microwave except to make       popcorn. She can have as much pop as she wants. Any questions so far       Duncan? And by the way, I really appreciate this."              Duncan smiled at him, "Not a problem. We're going to have fun. There       isn't any movies she can't watch?"              "Nawwww, there isn't anything in here she hasn't seen before. She also       has to stay out of our bedroom. These aren't rules that she doesn't know       so she is familiar with them all."              "When do you think you're going to be getting home?"              He laughed, "The sun will probably be up by then."              "Why don't you just get yourself a hotel room and make a night of it. I       can get up and get her breakfast and all that in the morning."              He dad smiled, "You sure you wouldn't mind? That is an awful lot to       ask."              Duncan laughed, "I don't mind at all. Besides, my sleep won't get       interrupted that way. I can just take her to the studio with me in the       morning and you can pick her up from there if you like. She doesn't have       anything to do or any where to go in the morning does she?"              "We can pick her up no problem. Just leave a note as to where you are       going. No she doesn't, she doesn't have anything to do tomorrow. Ellen       and I haven't had a whole night out together in forever it will be a       nice change." He walked back into the bedroom to get a bag packed and to       tell his wife.              Dani sat down in front of the movie cabinet and started trying to find       something to watch while her mom and dad ran around doing their last       preparations to go. She always laughed at them telling them they looked       like maniacs rushing around like that. Finally they both kissed her and       left.              She continued to dig through the movies while Duncan got up and went to       the bathroom. She watched his butt as he walked by her. Finally, she       found the movie 9 1Ú2 Weeks. She grinned, wickedly and stuck it in the       VCR as he came back into the room and sat on the sofa. She crawled up on              [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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