This babysitting job isn't working out... (Fiction)

[erick92]

Originally Posted by Coyote

The punctiation and grammer is overall pretty good. However...The story creeps me out.

You have to admit, though, that if the ages were changed it would be a pretty much perfect story. Looking beyond the ages the story is very suspenseful and extremely well written.

[cheesey923]

i dont see why the ages matter little kids crush on older kids all the time

[face]

agreed i mean there not having any kind of sex its just an akward situation,this is one of the better stories alot of these stories seem like they should be on a site like kink talk.
but anyway i cant wait to see what he dose

[wicked]

Originally Posted by face

agreed i mean there not having any kind of sex its just an awkward situation,this is one of the better stories alot of these stories seem like they should be on a site like kink talk.
but anyway i cant wait to see what he dose

yeah... thanks.


I'm going to do something with my story writing talent pretty soon. But when/if i get famous none of you will know me, lulz

[wicked]

“Sharon! Climb in the back!”
She undid her seatbelt, and started climbing into the back. I turned my head. Didn't want to see her little lady parts in my face.
I was now wishing we just frikkin' dressed! This is the worst thing ever to happen! To me!
I took a deep motherfuckin' breath and pulled to the side of the road....
I stopped the car... I closed my eyes tight... I heard the sirens.... my damn heart was pounding like a freakin' jack hammer!
And the next thing I knew, I heard the sirens fly right past my ear.........
I opened one of my damned eyes, and I saw the lights of the sirens as a tiny speck in the distance.... and drove right past the road that leads to Sharon's house....
“You know what, whatever!!”
I went back on the road and drove off.
Sharon poked her cute little head between the seats. “What happened?”
“I don't know. They were racing down the road to get a completely different person, I don't know!”
“Sharon, up this road, right?”
“Yeah.”
And so we got back to the house. I got out of the car, and didn't see Carol's car anywhere!
“Okay, let's race back inside!”
And then as Sharon ran right past me, headlights shined onto the house. Sharon, turned around, me too, and her car was coming up the driveway.
“Go go go!”
We ran inside.
“Sharon! Run upstairs and put your clothes on! Then come outside!”
She did that. And I went around the house looking for my clothes on the floor. Found 'em, and put 'em on. My shirt did not go past the top of my jeans, so you could see the part where my nuts were behind it. I went outside.
I came out to find her out in the middle of the driveway, her car left on, with the headlights still on. I forgot how hot she looked when she was pissed. She looked hot and ghetto.
Neither of us said anything.... I don't think either of us could say anything.
Then I heard the door open, foot steps on the porch, feet going down the steps, and feet on the ground, and I saw Sharon stand next to me in the corner of my eye. I looked down at her, and she was completely clothed.
And so Jake's girlfriend.... um.... Carol.
Carol just stared at Sharon for a few seconds, and she walked right past us and went inside without saying anything. After a few seconds, we turned around and followed her.
We were inside. Me and Sharon stood in the hallway. Carol walked around the living room for a minute, then unexpectedly she leaned against the counter facing us. She took out her cell, held it down under her pocket, flipped it open to check the time, and put it back in her pocket.
We all just stood there for like two minutes. Sharon was the first one to say something. “So what are we doing?”
Carol said “Well, first of all, I want to know what the hell is going on here!”
Then I said “I don't know. You tell me.”
“So nothing at all sexual was going on here?”
I said “Nope.”
“Sharon, why would you want to be naked with someone twice your age?”
Sharon tried to keep from looking guilty. “I don't know....”
“She's eight.”
“Yes, I know she's eight, but since when the fuck do eight year olds want to do that shit?”
“Hey! Tone it down a bit.”
“I'll say what the hell I want. I want to see those damn pictures!”
“Well, you're not getting them.”
“Well, I say I am.”
“Why?”
“Because if you don't, I will fuck you over.”
“How? You got nothing on me.”
“Yeah, you'd like to think so.”
Huh? What is she talking about!
“Tell me what the hell you're saying! What do you got on me?”
She had no change of expression on her face...
“Um....”
I waited for the pathetic response.
Then her so called 'confident' look on here face dropped... and then she looked upset and stumped. She's probably thinking that she was sure she would think of something.
“Remember the time when.....”
She held back from swearing. I could tell.
“Carol, forget it. Just relax a little. Everything is okay here.”
Carol then said in a very desperate tone “Greg....”
I waited a second for her to say something... but when she didn't, I said “what?”
Then suddenly she ran up to me really fast, wrapped 'er arms around me, said “I've fuckin' missed you!” and started making out with me...

[face]

im sorry,but really?
i mean cmon this story was great and to have a disapointing end to a part that i was looking forword too just QQ

[coolio5]

wow...interesting twist

looking forward to more

[cheesey923]

damn dude keep going this is the first story ive read on this site and i love it

[wicked]

seriously? the first one? no dude, you've posted in other story threads..
typo?


face, i hope you like the next part...

[cheesey923]

ive posted in others but this was my first but keep going i love it

[untouched.]

its quite good
keep it coming!

[DaremeDareme]

this story is rlly good! i like it, its kinda akward with them naked all the time tho! ha. maybe the brother could walk in on them naked if it ever happens again. big twist.

[daremenudeguy]

You have some writing skills!
keep going.

[l-kelley]

I hate blackmail stories!

[wicked]

“Hey, do you know where Sharon went?”
Carol stood off of the couch and looked around. “She's not here...”
I stood up and looked around for a minute, and ran upstairs. “Sharon!”
I went to her bedroom, which had her door closed. I opened it, and I saw Sharon sitting on her bed, her knees up, her head laying on her knees, arms wrapped around her legs.
“Sharon... you okay?”
She didn't respond. I approached her. I was halfway to her when she lifted her head up and said “Why did you do it?”
“Do what?”
“You know what!”
“Oh.... you mean when me and Carol-”
“Yes!”
“I'm sorry... it just kind of happened....”
“Will you leave my fuckin' room and put some damn clothes on!”
“Yes... sure...”
I walked out of her room feeling kind of sorry, and went downstairs.
“Was she up there?”
“Yup.”
“What happened?”
“I think she's disturbed for life...”
“Oh... because we-”
“Yeah. Get dressed. Her parents may be home soon.”
A blank sentence goes here.
“Uh....”
“Um...”
“Ah-um...”
“What the....”
“Fuck.”
“Where ARE our clothes!?!”
And we ran upstairs as fast as we could after looking around where, and near where we left our clothes. Sharon's door was shut. I immediately grabbed the door knob and opened the door!
Of course, the only problem was... I couldn't open the door. Sharon locked it.
“Oh my god! SHARON! Why is the door locked!”
No response whatsoever.
“Sharon! Open this door!”
No answer. Carol pounded the door.
“Okay, Sharon! What is going on!”
I kept asking her a few times, but she never answered.
Carol then yelled out “SHARON! OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR!”
“Sharon, this isn't funny!”
“It's not SUPPOSED to be funny!”
And then neither me or Carol could say a word for a moment.
“Um...”
“Uh, Sharon... could we have our clothes back please?”
“No.”
“No! What do you mean no!?”
“No, as in you both can stay out there and deal with my mom and dad when they get back.”
“WHAT!!!”
“SHARON! What is the deal!”
“OPEN THIS DOOR!”
“Oh my god...”
For the next 5 minutes we yelled the same thing around those words over and over again.

Carol was sitting on the floor, leaning against the door. I was standing, and leaning on the door.
“What are going to do...”
“I don't know!”
“Okay, I've had enough of this!”
I turned around, and said “Sharon... did we anger you in some way?”
No answer for the hundredth time.
“Sharon... please answer me!”
Carol stood up, and walked into the bathroom and shut the door.
“Sharon... I'm getting really tired of this!”
No answer.
“SHARON! I'm not just upset that you locked us out in the nude leaving us out here, but I was really nice to you this week, I protected both of us from getting in trouble, and now you're doing this?”
SLAM!
“What the fuck was that!”
I walked to the railing of the stairs, and I looked down. I heard footsteps.
“OH MY GOD!” I ran back to Sharon's door, and my heart was pounding really hard.
“SHARON! Let us in!!”
“Why?”
“Because as I said, I was nice to you, protected us, and your parents are home!”
Nothing...
“Sharon...”
“Hello! Greg, Sharon! We're home.”
The door opened. YES!!
Sharon was there. “Get in! Quick!”
Sharon left her bedroom, for a second, and came back in.
“HIDE! They're coming up the stairs!”
“SHIT! WHERE!!?”
“My closet!”
“Right!” I ran up to her closet when I suddenly remembered... CAROL!!
“Greg, where is Carol!!!”
“SHE'S IN THE GODDAMN BATHROOM! HURRY IN THERE!”
Sharon ran out of her room shutting the door. I got in the closet, shut the door... and it was all dark...
Holy fucking hell.... if Sharon wasn't frikkin' STUPID, this wouldn't be happening!
I felt the tip of penis touch the closet door.
Great. Just great. This is a hot scary moment going on here.
“Where's reg?”
“oh- ee um- ad to leave early.”
I could vaguely hear what they were saying, but I could just make it out!
“Why?”
“Because...”
“Because why? He was suppust to ait for us to return!”
Dean doesn't sound too happy...
“I know, but-”
Come on Sharon, dammit! Come up with something!
“And who's car is that in the driveway that was left running?”
SHIT!!!
“OH!... UM...”
Yeah... all three of us are thinking the same thing... Good job Carol!
“oo else is here! Is someone in the bathroom!”
“No!”
“So why are you standing in front of it strangely like that looking really nervous?”
“Because... I'm not nervous!”
'Move.”
“Wait!”
“I don't want to-”
“No! Wai-”
My heart was pounding... they just went in the fuckin' bathroom! I can't hear anything anymore! wait... I just heard some muffled yelling from Dean...
Oh my god oh my god oh me god omigod! Where is Carol hiding in there!!
Sharon... oh Sharon.. if only you had better lying skills... oh, if only you had a brain!
Shut the hell up brain. I hate that song. Look brain, when a situation like this is going on, you're not supposed to sing stupid frikkin songs! You got that! What a loser.
Okay hand get off of my balls... they are really soft and good feeling, but I'm going to die here!! Get the hell off of my balls!! Goddammit you stupid cock! Go down!!
And YOU- you stupid brain, STOP THINKING! This is not funny!

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thanks guys