welcome to the babysitter's club

So Ummmm How the Job of babysitting going?
“Very good. It’s gotten good enough that I don’t even just babysit kids anymore. Grown men that women want to shape up are on my list now. A few promises or the right teasing and I’ve got any bad boy under my thumb. Make good money for jobs like that.”

How you compare to being a bad girl with being a good girl?
“It’s a real load off your conscience when you’re good. You sleep better on a neatly made bed than a pile of **** weaklings, I can tell you that. It’s really more fun this way, and I don’t have to sneak those weapons in all the time. They’re all in my bag where it’s plain to see, and they know what they’re getting from me.”

Hope ummm you don’t get mad, but who would give you a Job as a babysitter given your history?
“Oh, who could get mad at you, cutie pie? I found some people who were **** enough to believe I’d turned over a new leaf, then showed them what great work I did. I turned some terror kids to good little boys and girls, and word spread really quick that way.”

What type of boys or girls you like?
“Well, let’s see. Boys, I like to be cool and sweet. Say lots of nice things and compliment me when I’m not asking them to. Good in the bed too, when we’re both consenting and after lots of sweet talking and foreplay. Girls are a lot of the same, but somebody I could be good friends with too. Share secrets, play around. Like her to be a good wrestler too, at least to some degree. At least let me practice with her. I like girls with nice busts too, at least for their age, but I don’t like me men too brawny.”
“That’s good,” Timmy sighs to himself.

To your pass victims, what would you like to say...Maybe for instance would you like to pay for thier MOUNTING doctor bills...or give back thier POWER RANGERS collection..with the PINK RANGER. (A very rare toy) that you took from them, after shoving each figure up thier ass. Not that I am asking of course (laughs nervously)
“Oh noooo. Was THAT what I did? Oh, I’m so sorry, widdle baby,” she bewails, without any sarcasm. She took a box out of her bag. “I’ve been meaning to pay you back for all the stuff I did, so here’s your figures back. I didn’t think you wanted the pink one back after the whole butt thing, so I got you a newer one. And there’s some pictures I thought you might find fun that I did while I was laying around the other day.” She winks at him. “Just to show there’s no hard feelings. Woops! Except down there, apparently,” she giggled. “Anything else I can do for you, let me know, kay?”

How does your other bad girl friend feel about you change?
“Oh, they’re big whiners about it. Thought I’d be powerless without my cheating ways, but I still pack some heat, and I’ve been practicing way more like Mama and the other grownups said I should, so I put a few meanies to bed early to show them I was serious.”

Any babysitting advice or tips for future babysitters? For instance if you were babysitting someone who refuse to go to bed.

“Well, there’s lots of ways to handle that. My favorite way, though, is to just start stripping down. When I get down to my underwear and I’m ready to take it off, I know I have their attention. So I turn away and make them promise to agree to get into bed. Funny how easy a girl in her undies can get that. Then they get rewarded for their good behavior. They can either have something sweet from the kitchen, an half hour before going to bed, or five minutes to do whatever they want with me. Let’s say that I’ve gotten to keep the popsicles for myself pretty much every night.”