… and they want me to baby-sit!

… and they want me to baby-sit!

It was just as I arrived home, got out of my car on the drive, and locked it, that Andy approached me. It was barely a couple of days since I had ‘royally screwed’ BOTH of his daughters …. I thought ‘Here we go … I’m in the shit now!’

“Hello mate – you got a minute”? …. Well – THAT didn’t sound like I was in as much trouble as I thought! “Yeah sure – what’s up”?

“… got a problem … we’re due to go out to her ‘works do’ this evening, and my Mum was going to baby-sit …. but she’s not feeling well, and can’t make it … any chance YOU could look after the girls for a few hours while we’re out”?

Oh My God … this is a minefield! … HE trusts me – BUT I’ve just fucked BOTH of his daughters, the older one wanting me as her SEX-SLAVE! … and now he wants me to ‘baby-sit’ them!? … but then again, HOW can I say NO – without him being suspicious?

My mind was in turmoil – I CAN’T say ‘NO’ to him – and yet … What the Fuck is going to happen with ME and THOSE TWO in the house on our own!!??

“Yeah sure mate – I’ve got no plans for this evening”

“You’re a life-saver”

So it was all set … I went round as arranged at 7.30, to be briefed (by a totally un-suspicious wife) as to what Gemma and Ellie should be given before bed, that Gem should be despatched by 9, and Ellie an hour later, and that they wouldn’t be back until the early hours, and that if I wanted – it would be ok for me to go back (next-door) when the kids were asleep … I kind-of-thought things wouldn’t go exactly like that!

But off they went a few minutes later, secure in the knowledge that their two darling daughters were in the safe hands of ‘that nice guy who moved in next door’!

No sooner had they closed the car doors (let alone reversed off the drive) than Ellie, standing close in behind me, hissed “GET DOWN ON YOUR KNEES BEFORE ME – YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT”, and dug me in the backs of both knees with the sharpness of what had to be a stiletto – she must have changed her shoes whilst her parents were getting into the car!

More by virtue of her nearly snapping my ham-strings, rather than compliance, I fell to my knees at the open door – they must have thought it odd that I suddenly disappeared below the hedge-line as they drove off – maybe they just didn’t notice?

“GET IN HERE … NOW!!” she commanded. “NO – I DIDN’T SAY YOU COULD GET UP! … CRAWL!!” Oh Bollocks … this was not going as I had envisaged! – trouble was she could get me sent down for a VERY long time if she uttered just one word!

“LAY DOWN FLAT ON THE FLOOR … FACE UP” – I did as she wished for now – hoping that an opportunity might arise for me to ‘turn-the-tables’.