THE SITTER
THE SITTER MOM AND DAD WERE LEAVING OUT OF STATE FOR THE WEEKEND TO ATTEND MOM'S sister'S WEDDING, AND THEY WERE LEAVING ME HOME, BUT NOT BY MYSELF. THEY HAD HIRED MISSY TO COME OVER AND KEEP AN EYE ON ME UNTIL THEY RETURNED. MISSY HAD BEEN MY FAVORITE SITTER FOR THE LAST 3 YEARS, AND I HAD DEVELOPED QUITE A CRUSH ON HER. AS SOON AS MOM AND DAD LEFT, MISSY WAS ON THE PHONE TALKING TO HER BOYFRIEND, MARK. AFTER WAITING OVER 10 MINUTES FOR THE CONVERSATION TO END, I GAVE UP AND TOLD HER THAT...