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I was directed to a seat in the Applebees. I indicated to the hostess
that I would prefer another table and was placed into Stephanie's
section. The hostess gave me the general Applebees menu and another with
this month's promotions and told me my server would be with me soon.
Several minutes later, as I was feigning looking through the menu,
Stephanie my server greeted me in the typical moderately priced fast food
manner that all chain restaurants of this type seem to have. She said
that her name was Stephanie and that she would be my server today and did
I want to have a drink while looking over the menu? I gave her my drink
order and she scurried off to get it and the drinks from several other
tables she had approached before mine. She had been a waitress for a
long time and was very efficient in her waitressing technique.
After she brought me my drink order, I dictated my main order and waited
for her to return. This was the moment of truth. Could I get her to
take a sip of my drink? If she did then I would have her. If not....
well let's not be pessimistic. When she returned, I asked her if my drink
tasted right? She said she could bring a new one, but I told her I
wasn't sure if the drink was flat or diet and if it was flat that I would
have to get something else. So I insisted she taste it to tell me. She
finally relented and I knew I had her.
"I heard you are looking for a babysitter?" I inquired.
"No, I have a girl who is very good, besides you look a bit too mature to
be doing babysitting." I was in my late twenties as Stephanie had
surmised.
"Thank you, but I am only sixteen years old and I heard you are looking
for a babysitter."
Stephanie looked again and could see I was right, I wasn't in my twenties
as she had originally thought, I was in my mid-teens. She didn't know
how she could be so wrong. "For a moment there I thought you was older,
but in any case I don't need a babysitter."
"Yes, you do, that is why I am here you asked me to meet you here to hire
me for a babysitting job."
"I was just kidding, you have to excuse my sense of humor sometimes,"
Stephanie tried to recover. She had invited this nice young lady here to
see if she could babysit for her. She was sure of it, she didn't know
why she had said what she said before.
Now was the time to just start giving Stephanie commands that she would
follow without question and set this thing into motion. "Stephanie, you
want me to come over and babysit Sunday. You will be gone all day. You
are going to take that day to pamper yourself. Have a perfect girls day.
You are going to go out and make yourself look and feel pretty. You will
take all day and I will babysit your boy while you are out."
"Yes, that is it, I want to go out on Sunday and I need you to babysit
all day."
"Sure, I'll be over at around noon."
"Yes, be over at noon."
"Don't tell your old babysitter why you are not hiring her anymore, just
find new customers for her. Also anytime I ask you if you want a drink,
drink anything that I offer you."
"Hmmm, OK."
With that done, I finished my meal and left the restaurant. Stephanie of
course picked up the check. I took a picture of Stephanie before I left.
I arrived at Stephanie's house at noon on Sunday as promised. Stephanie
opened the door to let me in. She was dressed for a casual afternoon
out. She wore a purple print knit top with matching knit pants. She
also accessorized the outfit with a multicolored scarf. She looked quite
pretty for a 34-year-old mother. She had a small frame. She was wearing
a bra but she didn't need to always wear one as her breasts were barely
an A-cup. She was shorter than the average woman, about 5'3. She had
curves in all the right places but not anything one would called waspy.
She was just pretty but not gorgeous.
She invited me in and introduced me to her son Vinny who was in the
dinette eating his lunch. It was a grilled cheese sandwich and a soda.
I told her I was thirsty and we walked into the kitchen to get me a
drink. But once inside, she was the only one who had something to drink.
I told her to enjoy herself today but to keep notes on exactly what she
had done. A few minutes later she left to pick up her friend and have a
"girl's day."
After she left, I picked up Vinny's glass and told him I would get him
more soda. But he said he had plenty so I put the glass down again. He
took a sip and I told him to sit there and finish his lunch. When he was
finished he should continue to wait there and that I would be back in no
time. I also told him that he would drink anything I offered him, just
like I did with his mother several days before. That was exactly what he
did. I took a picture of him waiting and then went to look around the
house. It was over an hour before I returned to the dinette.
I started in Stephanie's room. I looked through all her draws and made a
note of all the clothes she had. To me, the shirts and the pants were
just as important as the dresses and the lingerie. I was looking to see
what her personal style was. Not just what she showed the world, but
also what she wore underneath and what she wore when she was all alone
and no one was looking. I then looked through her other drawers to see
everything she had around. I looked through all the financial papers as
well as all of the personal papers. Her bedroom was tastefully done and
most things were in their place. All of the usual furnishings for a
woman were in her room. I looked through it all. There was also a
desktop computer in her room, I checked, it was connected to the
internet. I looked through the books in the bookshelf along with the
magazines on her night table.
After the bedroom, I looked through the master bathroom. It was again
typical for a woman her age. Most of her cosmetics were contained in
this room. I looked through her medicine cabinet and found the usual
creams, ointments and medications. I went from room to room. I looked
in ever room, in every closet, in every cabinet. Vinny's room looked
fine for the eleven-year-old boy that he was. There were games and toys
and everything you would expect for a boy his age. The bed was made, but
I didn't know if he made it or his mom did. It really didn't matter at
this point. When I was finished I rejoined Vinny in the dinette. He was
sitting there waiting for me. He didn't notice that any time had passed
at all. I told him to take another sip of soda and then I told him he
was going to have lots of fun today and they he would rave to his mom
about how great a babysitter I was when he had a chance.
After lunch Vinny and I went to the backyard to play. He selected some
trucks and plopped to the ground to play with them. He had a bulldozer,
a crane and a dump truck. We played with these trucks on a dirt patch in
the back yard. He would use the bulldozer to pile up some dirt. Then the
crane to scoop the dirt up and place it into the dump truck. Then the
dump truck would drive away and dump the dirt someplace else. He
pretended to be many workers on this 'project.' I played along and he
had a genuinely good time even without my suggestions. Several scenarios
were set up and played upon. I took several pictures of him playing.
After playing with the trucks, we played tag and hiding games. By the
time we were done we were both dirty and tired. We then entered the
house. I had to remind him to take off his shoes or he would track dirt
inside. I wanted today to be a typical kid's day. Just like for his mom
who was having a girls day out. We started to watch some cartoons and he
fell asleep. After he woke up, we played some video games and I let him
play alone while I made us some dinner. We ate and after he drank some
soda I told him that he prefers to pee sitting down and does it as often
as convenient. That he always pees sitting down in the house. I
suggested that he needed to pee now, he should also take a bath and get
ready for bed. He informed me he usually took a shower. But I suggested
that he should take more baths than showers from now on. He did as he
was told and then got ready for bed. I told him that his mom would
probably want to know what he had done today and that he should write it
down. He did as he was told and described his day of fun play. I took
the paper and told him I would show it to his mother when she got home.
It was getting late and he went to bed and was soon asleep. I waited for
his mother to return home.
When she did, I collected the paper she had wrote about her day. We had
a drink before I left and I told her, I would be ready to babysit for her
on Monday after Vinny got home from school. She told me that, Vinny
stayed in an after school program and arrived home after she got off from
work. I told her that she should cancel that. I would wait for him to
return home at about 3:30. Stephanie phoned the school the next morning
to tell them that I would be there to pick up Vinny and after that Vinny
was to return home after school on the earliest bus. Stephanie thanked
me for watching Vinny. I took a picture of Stephanie before leaving.
The chore of paying me was not mentioned by either of us and I left. But
I would be back to pick up Vinny after school on Monday.
The next day, I waited at Vinny's school for Vinny to get out. While I
was waiting, I read Stephanie's report on what she did. First she picked
up her friend and then they went to a restaurant for a light lunch. The
restaurant chosen was quiet and designed for adults without children.
She was tired of going to the same places time after time. It seemed
that if the place didn't server chicken nuggets she couldn't go to it.
After lunch they went to have manis and pedis. They relaxed while
attendants worked on their hands and feet. They also did a quick trim
and styling of her hair since this was between the time of her usual
appointments. They waled around the mall only stopping in stores that
catered to women not to teenaged girls or young adults. They enjoyed
trying on the apparel even clothing that they had no intention of buying.
They passed a glamour shots-type photography studio and went inside.
There they took pictures wearing several very pretty outfits. All of the
pictures were sensual but none were too overtly sexy. They had dinner in
a similar place as they had had lunch and then saw a romance movie before
returning home. Stephanie rarely had days like this. If she would have
taken Vinny with her, it would have been torturous to him and he would
have complained non-stop.
I had been so engrossed by reading Stephanie's report that I didn't
notice Vinny leaving the school. When I did see him, he was visibly
bothered by something. When I asked him, he told me that one of the bus
drivers, Vinny indicated which one, yelled at him for not entering the
bus even though Vinny had told him he was waiting for something. I
strapped Vinny into my car and told him to wait while I had a word with
this bus driver.
When I caught up with him, I saw he was drinking a coffee while directing
the children into his bus. I brushed his coffee and after he took
another sip I started speaking.
"Sir, I don't know what your name is, but I want you to remember how
things were before I talked to you today as you will not be able to tell
anyone what has happened. Then, I told him his punishment. You are
incapable of yelling at another student. Starting at midnight tonight,
will have the urinary and bowel control and awareness of a twenty month
old toddler. You will have three times the desire to play with Barbies as
the average seven-year-old girl and will so at every opportunity. You
will not just simply collect Barbies as an adult might, but you will
actively play with them like a seven-year-old would. You will do
anything your wife wants you to do without exception. Tell me where you
live. I wrote down the address and then told him I would visit his wife
to discuss him. I suspect that the changes I just explained probably
would be the least embarrassing aspects of his life in the future. Vinny
and I drove home a minute or two later.
I made Vinny a snack once at his house. The snack included a drink of
course and when he was done I told him that one of his favorite games is
dress-up. He then led me to his mother's room. He was about to look
through her drawers when I told him that his mom would probably notice if
he wore her clean clothes but if he wore the clothes in the hamper she
would never notice. So we went into the bathroom and opened the hamper.
Near the top were the clothes Stephanie wore Sunday. He was going to
pick up some random clothes, but I suggested he wore a complete outfit
just like his mom did. So he selected the top and knit pants Stephanie
had worn the day before. I prompted him was that all she wore. Then he
found the scarf that went with it. He then started to take off his
pants. I again reminded him is that all she wore. He said, "I think
so?"
"What about underwear?"
"I guess she wore that."
"If you are going to play dress-up, shouldn't you wear everything?" He
agreed and I found a bra and panty set she probably wore the day before,
but I couldn't be sure.
He then started to strip and put on the panties. I snapped a picture of
him wearing his first pair of panties. He didn't even notice that the
gusset was slightly stained. He didn't care, he left train tracks in his
underwear too. He then hooked the bra and put it on over his head like a
shirt. I didn't say anything. Next came the top, although he called it
a shirt. I knew it was really called a print shell, but no need to spoil
his 'fun' with these details. He then pulled on the pants. This was
probably the first time he wore pants that didn't have a pocket in them
and he probably couldn't think of any pants he had that didn't have a
zipper too. Next he tied the scarf around his neck. This time I decided
to adjust it for him to get the proper look. He was going to leave when
I suggested he put something in the cups of the bra. He was going to put
some socks, but I told him that panties were a better choice. Especially
since his mom rarely wore socks and the socks he was about to choose were
his own. He wanted to play dress up which meant none of his own clothes.
We then returned to his mother's room to find some shoes. We found the
peep-toe flats she wore the day before. Of all the clothes the shoes
actually fit the best. It seems they wore the same size shoes.. He then
went to look in the floor length mirror which was attached to the back of
his mom's bedroom door. I told him there was one last thing to put on
before looking at himself. That was makeup. The most obvious type of
makeup women wore is lipstick and we found a tube and he put it on. He
did the best he could, but he didn't have a practiced hand. He puckered
his lips and tried to put the lipstick around them like he was using
crayons to color a picture. He tried to stay inside the lines. It
didn't work perfectly, but it didn't matter. He then returned to the
full-length mirror.
He then started to pose. At first he tried to look natural. Then he
tried to pose in an exaggerated stance like his mom. Then he started to
mock her posture. Next he started to make he-man poses in her clothes.
He found these hysterical. Then he moved back from the mirror and
started to walk toward it in an overly girlish manner. I took pictures
of his many poses. He tried every pose he could think of. Then he said
he should wear something else. I told him if he wore too many of his
mom's clothes she would notice. Then he got bored and was about to take
her clothes off and put his back on.
I told him why not just wear what you are wearing and lets go play some
video games. He thought this was a great idea to combine dress-up with
his other activities. After a while he didn't even notice he was wearing
his mom's clothes. He was too engrossed in his other activities.
Another picture was taken of Vinny playing his video games in his mom's
clothes.
Time passed and after dinner he finally took of his mother's clothes to
have a bubble bath. He then put on his regular Pjs and went to bed
before his mother returned home from work. I had many things I had to
tell her.
I was waiting for Stephanie when she returned home from work. I
suggested she had a drink before I left because I had something to tell
her. Once she had her drink, I could give her instructions. They didn't
have to make sense or be told in any particular order.
"Stephanie," I started, "your work clothes are only for work and you must
not wear them while doing anything else, like cleaning up or doing
errands. So get dressed in the morning, but change into your work
clothes only when you are ready to leave for work. You must also change
your lingerie too. Leave the clothes you were wearing nicely folded on
top of the hamper before you leave."
"Stephanie, Vinny knows that you are only humoring him when you are
playing with him. He knows you are letting him win. From now on you
should play the games that Vinny likes to play to win. Not like his
mother but like another eleven-year-old boy. You will find that once you
give all his games a chance that you will really like playing them.
Whether it be a video game or a board game or playing hide and seek or
any game of imagination like playing with his action figures you will
enjoy playing with them. You will learn to have fun playing with these
things alone."
"Yes, playing is fun."
"Vinny tells me you are very serious with a man. That you want to marry
him."
"We haven't decided yet."
"Take a break from dating him to date other people to see if he is the
man for you. Join a computer dating service to find new men."
"OK"
"Let's go log onto your computer and set up and account for you." They
went into Stephanie's bedroom and set up and account. Stephanie filled
in the forms with all her information, including a statement of what she
is looking for in a man and what she is like. Then they needed a picture
for the profile. I suggested that she used one of the glamour shots she
took yesterday. We looked through the pictures and found a very pretty
one in which Stephanie was wearing a long wig. I suggested she used that
one and it was uploaded to her profile. After we were done I left.
Things were just about to start.
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