2/20/2024 0 Comments Fucking the babysitter ass storyUnfortunately, I was standing too close to Ivy, and she reached over and snagged my arm. "First, all woman like me, second, why would I bother to ask, and third, who cares if she says no?"Īs far as I was concerned I had my money, I'd said goodbye, and I was out of there. "Au contraire," said Frank with a supercilious air. "Three problems she doesn't like you that way, you wouldn't have the guts to ask her, and she'd say no if you did." "You have got to be kidding," sneered Ivy. "Ha, if I wanted another woman I wouldn't have to look very far," he snapped, looking at me. I was hastily stuffing it in my purse and saying goodbye when Frank spoke up. She glowered at me, having forgotten I was there, but reached for her purse and extracted my money. "Ah, I'll be going now, Mrs Mack," I said. With them both silent I coughed discretely and they both turned to look at me. She'd retaliated with a scornful comment on Frank's ability to find another woman, and they both shut up and glared at each other. Frank had retorted that if he wanted some he could get it quite easily, without her help. Ivy had just made a nasty crack about Frank not getting any tonight and probably never again if he didn't watch himself. As it was, when the break came I timed my request badly. I stood to one side as they sliced and diced each other, waiting for a break so I could politely ask for my pay and get the hell out of Dodge, letting the fight roll on without me. This was not one of those arguments you made up after in bed. They were still arguing when they came in, not loudly, but quietly with a vicious edge. The atmosphere was so thick between them that you could cut it with a knife, but a wise person would make sure there were no knives within reach. When they got home from the party that they'd been attending it was obvious that they'd been arguing. Some people would say he's full of himself and is likely to do his back in carrying around that giant ego of his, but not me. He's tall, dark, and handsome, and god's gift to the female sex. One of those hail fellow well met type of person, an instant friend to everyone he meets. I can be very diplomatic when I try.įrank (Mr Mack) is an extrovert. She has a streak of cattiness in her so I learnt not to contradict her, or try to argue with her, the first time I sat for her. Ivy, that's Mrs Mack, is dogmatic and argumentative and doesn't really like you arguing back, no matter how stupid her opinion. I guess I'm just sort of indifferent where they are concerned. What are they like as people? Well, they're never going to be in my social circle but I don't actively dislike them. Mr Mack is a salesman and seems to earn a decent living as they always seem to have money to spend. The Mack's are in their mid-twenties and have two toddlers but they do like to go out at the weekends. The night that the incident happened I was doing some sitting for Mr and Mrs Mack. I work full-time but can always use a little extra so I sometimes take on the odd babysitting job. I have a social disposition and make friends easily. I'm nineteen, or close enough to it to make no real difference, of medium height and with weight commensurate for my height, reasonably fit and reasonably intelligent. Anyone else who calls me Kitty will find that this Kitty has claws. Cat to my friends, Kitty to my boyfriend.
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