That's a question for another episode.

Later that night, the rich father who hired Alice knocks on the closed door of Debbie's room twice before opening it and moving to click on the lights.

"I just came to say goodnight, sweetheart -- oh."

There before him lies Alice, still in that same orgasmic trance, all cummed out and with the flyswatter still stuck down her throat. Pantsless, her bottom half's clothing lying in a pile by the door not unlike her own slumped out body, her spread naked legs baring her publically and shamefully for her new boss to see. It looks like she hasn't moved at all in the presumed hours that have passed -- legs still hanging off the bed, arms horizontally laid out beside her, face frozen in that same expression despite the flyswatter sticking out of her mouth.

The rich father walks up closer to investigate, carefully sliding the saliva-slicked dollarstore handle rod out from her mouth. He closes her limp jaw, then inspects her blissful, glassy-eyed face, thumb slid inside of her mouth. After a long pause of inspection, he speaks.

".....So the notorious whore's been creamed into oblivion, huh? Yep, my daughter sure is a first-class turboslut....."

He takes his thumb out from between her lips. Without his hands there to hold it up her head flops limply to the side, eyes finally closing as her unresponsive body decides to slip into some true sleep. He wipes his thumb dry on the chest of her white sweater, then walks back over to the door.

"I just feel bad for the poor fool who ends up marrying her!"

The laughtrack sounds again as he flicks the lights off, the camera staying locked on Alice in the dimly-lit room as the episode's credits start to roll up the screen......{if@ TVBabysitter == False}

You blink a few times as the episode comes to an end. Wow, you must've zoned out pretty hard, it felt like you were right there involved in the action even though the TV's a few steps across the way from you!

You look around the room to get your bearings again. Not much time's passed, the episode was pretty short. About TV-Episode length. Your eyes drift down towards your pants, where you're surprised to see your hand -- what!!

You quickly yank it out!

What the heck?? Did you put your hand in your pants while watching the show? That'd be so dirty! Hey, actually, what even happened in the episode? Oh man, you can't remember, so you can't go watch the next episode now. B-but, anyway, looking over your partially wet hand, you kinda get the feeling that, um.... maybe this show isn't really for you after all...{endif}