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|    Story: The Babysitter (1/7)    |
|    18 May 06 13:45:22    |
      From: bobandcarole@aol.com              Story: The Babysitter              By bobandcarole (M/f, Lolita)              Sitting at the dinner table, she swung her feet impatiently, waiting       for Mom and Dad to finish up talking to each other, and to tell her       just WHO was going to babysit 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 all alone in       this big old creepy house that late at night, 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. Her 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 okay, 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; she was 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 her 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, all right?"              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 pigtails and scabs on       her knees. The girl that stood in front of him was fully developed and       extremely beautiful.              "Hi Dani," he said, and then, after a pause, added, "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 onto 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       itself. 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. Duncan stood up. They shook hands       and Duncan commented, "All ready to go Andy?"              Her dad laughed, "Just waiting on Ellen to finish up in the bathroom is       all. By the way; 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.              "And 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. And by the way, I       really appreciate this, Duncan."              Duncan smiled at him, "Not a problem. We're going to have fun. There       aren'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."              Her dad smiled, "To be honest, we were thinking about that. But that is       an awful lot to ask. You sure you wouldn't mind?"              Duncan laughed, "Nah, I don't mind at all. Besides, my sleep won't be       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 anywhere 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.              At last, they both kissed her and left.              She continued to dig through the movies while Duncan got up and went to              [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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