Valley Lilly
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(How do i make this? An story between a babysitter and a 35 yr old man in the house)....
Teach me, guys.
Teach me, guys.
The Babysitter
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Valley Lilly
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Jennifer sat on the bed, feeling exhausted. The baby was upstairs, sleeping peacefully in his crib. She took the remote control , and turned the tv on.
She looked at the clock: 9:30 pm. He would be at home soon. Him, Derek. He was 35, handsome, tall....and divorced. She closed her eyes, thinking of him. But no....it was a dream. Only a dream.
She looked at the clock: 9:30 pm. He would be at home soon. Him, Derek. He was 35, handsome, tall....and divorced. She closed her eyes, thinking of him. But no....it was a dream. Only a dream.
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Ugh! I've GOT to give up on these blind dates! Derek swore to himself. Bless his friends for trying to help him get over a very ugly divorce (his ex-wife Catherine had been revealed as an inveterate adulturer), but unless their taste in women got significantly better ...
Pulling up to the front of his condo, he thought of his four year old, Maggie, whose custody he'd won easily. Funny how something as simple as a little daughter could make all the shit in his life seem okay.
He walked to the front door, slipping the key into the lock quietly. It was only 11:30 and his neighbor's eighteen year old daughter, Jennifer, wasn't likely to be asleep, but, hey, you never know he thought. He never wanted to risk losing Jen. She was incredibly reliable and Maggie just adored her. Easy on the eyes too, his inner voice couldn't help slipping in.
"She's half your age, Derek!" he chided himself, but that didn't help rid the image of her standing at his front door this evening in tight jeans and belly shirt. Her long brown hair accented her blue eyes and VERY cute face. "Enough!" he told himself as he entered the living room to find Jen, indeed, asleep on the couch. Her shirt had ridden up until it barely concealerd the bottom of her breasts.
"Ummm, Jen," he said softly touching her arm. "Wake up."
Pulling up to the front of his condo, he thought of his four year old, Maggie, whose custody he'd won easily. Funny how something as simple as a little daughter could make all the shit in his life seem okay.
He walked to the front door, slipping the key into the lock quietly. It was only 11:30 and his neighbor's eighteen year old daughter, Jennifer, wasn't likely to be asleep, but, hey, you never know he thought. He never wanted to risk losing Jen. She was incredibly reliable and Maggie just adored her. Easy on the eyes too, his inner voice couldn't help slipping in.
"She's half your age, Derek!" he chided himself, but that didn't help rid the image of her standing at his front door this evening in tight jeans and belly shirt. Her long brown hair accented her blue eyes and VERY cute face. "Enough!" he told himself as he entered the living room to find Jen, indeed, asleep on the couch. Her shirt had ridden up until it barely concealerd the bottom of her breasts.
"Ummm, Jen," he said softly touching her arm. "Wake up."
