This is a short excerpt from a longer article entitled Communication Models and Paradigms for the Single Mother. This article first appeared in the May 1994 issue of the North Dakota Journal of Single Parenting. It is reprinted with the written permission of the journal's editor Dr. Lance Totknocker.

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While good communication is difficult in any relationship, the triangular relationships that exist between parents, sitters, and children are especially complex. That parents should learn to communicate with their children's sitters is a well-understood recommendation. If their wishes, and the needs of their children, are not made clear, the parents, the sitters, and the children can all become frustrated. In order to offer a clear example of how good lines of communication can be established, we offer the following dialogue:

"Hi Gary." (Gary Simms is a 61-year-old retired school teacher.)

"Mrs. Lindsey, you really look great. This must be an important date."

"It is important . . . but why don't you call me Marge."

"Okay, Marge." (Marge Lindsey is a 35-year-old single mother who works as an advertising executive.)

"I'm glad you got here early because I think we need to talk a little before I have to leave."

"Getting here early was no problem, I just hopped into the elevator and came up two floors."

"I know, it's so nice having a sitter who lives in the same building."

"It's really convenient for me too."

"Brenda is really looking forward having you stay with her. She's so excited, it's the only thing she's talked about for the last two days."

"She's a cute kid; I think we'll have fun."

"Gary, let me explain something. I decided sometime ago not to let a male stay with Brenda until she was at least ten or eleven. As you know, she just turned eight, six weeks ago. But then when she told me she'd been going to your apartment after school for milk and cookies, I knew she was ready to have a man stay with her. That's why I asked you to stay with her tonight."

"What did Brenda tell you about our little after-school rendezvous?"

"Only that you are her best pal and that she loves the way you pet her."

"Does that bother you?"

"Not in the least. Brenda loves to be petted. It makes her happy, and more than anything else, I want my little girl to be happy.

"Mrs. Olsen, her first baby sitter, always to let Brenda straddle her lap while they watched television. While my daughter was laughing at her cartoons, Mrs. Olsen would slip her hand down inside my little girl's panties and rub her cunt for hours. Brenda just loves being jacked-off like that and by bedtime her panties were soaked with her pussy nectar."

"I'll bet they were, and I'll bet Mrs. Olsen panties weren't dry either."

"Oh, Mrs. Olsen didn't wear panties."

"I see, and what else did Mrs. Olsen do?"

"Well, nothing with Brenda, but Mrs. Olsen had a nicely shaved pussy, and sometimes when I got home, the two of us would get it on."

"Has Brenda had any other interesting sitters?"

"A few."

"Care to tell about any of them?"

"Well, do you know Wendy Stewart, the lesbian who lives on the sixth floor?"

"The cute little blond with all the butchy girl friends?"

"That's the one.

"I only hired her once. She sucked my little girl's cunt all night long. I don't know how many times Brenda came that night, but the next morning she was so tried I had to keep Brenda home from kindergarten.

"I told Wendy to put Brenda to bed by 8:30. Well, she did; only she got into bed with Brenda, and Brenda didn't get any sleep at all. When I got home at 4:30 in the morning, poor Brenda was stretched out on her bed with this stupid smile on her face and Wendy's tongue in her little pink honey pot. I sent Wendy home and let Brenda sleep. She slept for 21 hours. I was really worried about her."

"Was she all right?"

"Oh sure, when she woke up, she wanted me to invited Wendy back for some more fun."

"Did you?"

"No, I don't want my daughter to grow up to be a lesbian. Besides, have you noticed what whose big butchy women look like when the come out of little Wendy's apartment?"

"No."

"Well, I'll tell you, they are very tired, very used and completely abused pussy cats. Little Wendy takes on all comers and wins every match. She has a tongue like a trip hammer."

"Did you ever get it on with her?"

"Once and it almost killed me."

"Question?"

"Yes?"

"If I keep Brenda up all night will I be in trouble?"

"No, tomorrow's Saturday, so it's not a school day. Just make sure she has a good time, okay?"

"What happens if you find me in bed with your eight-year-old daughter tomorrow morning?"

"Well, if that happens, I'll probably make breakfast for both of you. But it shouldn't happen. You see that bar on the door?"

"Yes."

"When I leave, you bar the door. Then no one, not even me, can get in. When I'm ready to come home, I'll give you a call. Let the answering machine pickup; that way you'll know it's me. If you need more time, just tell me so and, I'll call back in half an hour, okay?"

"Okay."

"By the way, the phone and answering machine are in my bedroom. If you guys want play in there, the phone will be handy and I have a king-size bed."

"Is your daughter a cherry?"

"I would have thought you would have checked that out for yourself. You did get your hand inside her panties didn't you?"

"Yeah, but I didn't check her cherry. I just played with her clit and tried to release the tensions she builds up during the school day. I just loved to watch her do her little 'bumps and grinds' when she was about to have an orgasm. She's a very sexy little girl. "

"I know she's sexy. And for your information, I checked her hymen a couple of minutes ago and it still feels nice and tight."

"Does she know it might hurt the first time?"

"She said she wants to play grownup games. I told her it might hurt and she said that was okay. She said she loved you and wanted to do it with you. By the way, have you fucked any other little girls?"

"Some."

"How many?"

"I don't know exactly, maybe a 40 or 50."

"How young were they?"

"The youngest had just turned five. I did it at her birthday party just after she open her gifts and everybody had left. Actually, she hadn't quite turned five; her party was a day early."

"Can I see it?"

"What?"

"The thing you're going to use to pop my little girl's cherry."

"Why don't you pull it out? . . . That's it, just unzip the pants . . . okay . . . now just reach in and take hold of it."

"It feels kind of big, but it's not hard, is it?"

"Not yet. Go ahead and check it out."

"Oh my God, it's huge! How big is it?"

"Right now its about eight inches long, but when it's erect, it usually measures closer to ten."

"It's so big, doesn't it make little girls cry?"

"Most of them cry the first time, but they all come back for more."

"I can see why. God, it's beautiful, the head is so nice clean and it's got such a great shape. It's long, but it's got sleek-look, almost like it was streamlined for action. And I like the way it arches up into a nice gentle curve."

"I was circumcised as an adult, so I got a nice tight cut. Little girls seem to like the way it looks."

"So do I. But when you're fucking little girls, how much do you shove in the first time?"

"It depends on the girl. I don't force the young ones to take it all, but I think an eight-year-old ought to be able to handle 10 inches, don't you"

"God, will Brenda be able to walk tomorrow morning?"

"Not too well. But she'll be okay by Monday or Tuesday. You might have to keep her home from school for a day or two, but she'll be fine."

"Brenda's in the bath tub. After I leave, you can bar the door, then I want you go in there and make sure she is nice and clean in all her little private places. Understand?"

"Sure, I like nice clean little girls, and getting her clean will get us both excited."

"I'm sure it will. Now come out to the kitchen and I'll show you around.

"There is a tuna casserole in the refrigerator. You can put it in the oven at 300 degrees for 30 minutes and it should be fine for supper. There's also some milk and soda in the refrigerator, and I got a bag of stuff at the store. Here are some potato chips, some cookies, and a tube of K-Y jelly. Use lots of K-Y."

"She won't need it. When I get done sucking her cunt, she'll be so wet and slippery there won't be any friction at all. Ten inches will slide in like it was on greased skids. I like my little ladies real wet."

"Okay, but it's here if you need it."

"I'll use it if I fuck her up the ass, okay?"

"Okay, yes, that will be fine. Look, I love my daughter very much, and I want her to be happy. She wants to have sex with you, and since that's what she wants, you have my blessing. But since she's only eight-years-old, be gentle with her . . . please."

I will. Brenda will be fine. Tomorrow she'll be a happy, well-fucked eight-year-old."

"With a sore pussy?"

"Her cunt will be sore, but she won't complain about it, because she will have learned how to handle herself when she's in bed with a man. That will give her more self-confidence than almost anything else she can learn. Once a little girl realizes that she has the power to satisfy herself and her male partner, she'll never have any reason to doubt herself again. Learning to fuck really builds up a girl confidence.

"So, Marge, go out and enjoy your date and don't worry about Brenda; she's ready, and she's willing, and she'll be just fine."

"I know, but it makes me sad to know that by tomorrow morning my little girl will have already taken her first step toward becoming a woman."

"She has to take that step sometime, and Marge, don't let Brenda see you with those tears in your eyes, okay?"

"Okay . . . Brenda, I'm leaving now, so give mommy a kiss. Your friend is here and his going to help you gets nice and clean. Remember to do whatever he wants you to, okay?"

"Okay Mommy. And Mommy, does he know he can fuck me."

"Yes dear, I told him."

"Oh good, I'm so happy; I can hardly wait."

"I know, but this is your first time; so you'll have to slow down and take it nice and easy. It'll be more fun that way."

"Okay Mommy . . . and Mommy, I love you."

"Oh Brenda, I love you more than anything in this whole wide world, and I just want you to be happy. So play nice and have fun, okay?"

"I will."

Such clear communication will insure a comfortable relationship between child, parent, and sitter. Each individual benefits from such a clear understanding. The child benefits by being able to explore her sexuality in a secure and safe environment with a mature and caring adult. The parent benefits by knowing that this sitter will not be neglecting her daughter by watch TV or reading magazines. He will be in close physical contact with the child for the entire evening. The parent also benefits by knowing that this sitter will be willing to stay with her daughter when other sitters might not be so inclined. And since the sitter is not being motivated by money alone, his fees should be quite modest. And last, but not least, the sitter benefits because he can enjoy safer sex without the inconvenience of using condoms. Since the child is a virgin, she is unlike to have acquired any sexually transmitter disease and because of her age she is not going to be impregnated by the rich sperm our sitter will be pumping into her unprotected pussy. Everyone can benefit from good clear communication.

The end.