Life as a good little girl/"We've called for a babysitter so you won't be all alone"
From Create Your Own Story
"A... whu?" you blink up at him, dazed by the fast transition from a dream about sex to having your step-father standing beside your bed.
"Babysitter," he says slowly, like you're a little dumb. You blink the sleep from your eyes.
"Going out?"
"Yes. Out. Me and your mom. The boys are doing their own things, but we've arranged for a babysitter."
"Babysitter?" you repeat.
Joe sighs like you've failed some test. "Yes, Stephi. Now give me a kiss," he says, bending down. To steady himself he places a hand on your left breast as he puts his lips to yours. Still a little flush from the erotic dream. Your lips part of their own volition, and as his lips press down your tongue snakes out and licks the length of his sealed lips.
Standing quickly, Joe steps back. "I... We'll be going now," he says and leaves the room hurriedly.
It dawns on you that you just tried to french your step-dad. No wonder he left so fast! Looking down at yourself you realize that you're practically spread-eagled on the bed, each foot near a bed post, leaving your naked crotch facing the window. Your bare nipples stretch upward toward the still-on light, reminding you that you have to ask Joe to get that fixed.
"Joe," you groan. You can't ask him, not after kissing him like that. Your eyes widen. "Joe!" you call out, rushing out of the room. "Joe, I don't have any clothes, you threw them all away!" you cry out, dashing out into the front hall, only to hear the sound of his truck starting up.
"No clothes? Well that's interesting," a familiar voice says, and you realize who your babysitter is.
