Babysitting

"Well, it seems I need to run a couple of errands, and I was hoping that you could babysit for a little while..." Franklin explained, leading the girl into the house.

"Oh, it would be my pleasure!" Cassie replied enthusiastically, as she had alot of experience reliably watching neighborhood children over the years. "You can feel confident leaving me in charge!"

"I am greatful for your assistance, and admire your optimism," Franklin said before calling out their presence. "Mongo, I found a girl for you!"

"Your child's name is Mongo?" Cassie asked, perplexed, as her blue eyes adjusted to the dim house and she saw a giant black man shuffle through a doorway. He was well over six feet tall (and more than a foot taller than Cassie) and probably twice her weight, and was wearing a robe fastened over a white vest and slippers.

"This is Mongo, he's my feeble-minded older brother," Franklin explained. "He was actually in the war, but suffered a brain injury while he was in Germany..." What Franklin doesn't mention was that the injury was caused by fellow American troops, who acted to prevent him from **** young German girls.

"Oh, so he was a war hero?" Cassie said, smiling politely and curtseying to him. "Very nice to meet you, sir, I'm Cassandra Emily White."

"Pretty!" the older man told Franklin, then turned to her with a leering smile. "Oh, I like white girl!"

"You can call me Cassie, if you'd prefer," the blonde assured him. "No need to be formal."

"Huh?"

"Oh, you can call me White if you like, sir," Cassie clarified, smiling and blushing slightly. "And thank you for calling me pretty!"

"I like pretty white girl!" he declared again.

"And the pretty White girl likes you, too, Mongo!" Cassie replied sweetly, even teasingly.

Mongo smiled, groaning quietly as he moved toward the teenager but Franklin intercepted him. "Alright, Mongo, be nice to Cassie, and do what she says because she's going to stay with you and take care of you." Mongo furrowed his brow, considering the instructions. "Alright, good luck, sweetheart." And with that, Franklin left them alone.

Cassie was worried that Mongo still seemed troubled, so she sought to reassure him. "I'm here to be with you," she told him sweetly, taking him by the arm and smiling up at him. "And we're going to have fun together!" Gradually his sly smile returned as he stared down at her and noticed her creamy white cleavage.