The Sitter
MOM!!, I’m 12 years old!! I don’t need a frickin baby sitter! Watch your mouth young man she said, I just don’t feel right going out of town for the night, and no one else is available. I saw her sign at the grocery store, called her, and she said she works at the Jehovas Witness temple, and is studying to be a pastor, so she sounded great, as sweet as could be. In about an our the doorbell rang, and I answered it, expecting an ugly b---h, and boy was I surprised. She was wearing a long, floor...