"But I don't HAVE a baby that needs babysitting!"
"Don't worry ... WE supply that too."
"Uh ... I'm not sure I want girls bringing over other people's kids."
"Oh don't be silly, Silly! Part of the 'babysitting' service we Scouts provide, is having you 'sit a baby' in the Girl Scout who comes over to 'sit' for you. No problem, see."
"Uh ... But I already ... Uh ... My wife will ...."
"Here ... Let's give you just a TINY sample of the 'services' we're going to offer for a VERY reasonable price. You won't even have to take out a second mortgage."
"But I ... Uh ... Oh God ...."
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"Marie! Don't suck the slob off. SIT on him."
"But he ... Oh damn, you're right. Here ... get that thing in ... UH! ... Oh God, he's even bigger than Daddy. Shit. It feels like it's coming out my throat. Uh ... huh ... huh ... huh."
"Careful. You don't want him cumming in you before he signs the babysitting contract."
"Oh God ... I'm gonna ...."
"Uh, uh, uhn, uh! No you don't! We don't provide baby-sitting services until you sign! Marie ... You'd better get off now."
"But he's ... Yes, Scout Cynthia."
"Now you be a GOOD little parent, and sign right here."
"But I'm NOT a parent."
"Don't worry ... You WILL be, before the contract is up."
"There ... Now let's be going, Marie."
"But ... But ... But what about my ...."
"Oh ... THAT. Your regularly scheduled babysitter will be over to supply the 'services' contracted for, at the specified time. Surely you don't expect one of US to do such a nasty thing? Goodbye, Mr. Jones; and thanks for your business."
"But I ... But we ... But I was just gonna ...."
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© 2005 Frank McCoy
