Without thinking, I closed the door. I hadn't even questioned the order."Wh-what is this about?" I asked nervously. What was wrong with me? I normally...had no trouble dealing with staffing issues, but this... Just the mere presence of her was making me feel weak and pitiful. With a wave of self-disgust, I thought about all of the time I'd spent jacking off over her in the bathroom upstairs. Did she know about that? I shuddered. Then I realized, to my embarrassment, that my cock was becoming. Night after night I use to hear strange sounds coming from the bedroom. At first I ignored them but then I couldn’t control my curiosity & decided to peep into their room. Next night I tried but found the door closed, there was no keyhole either. So, all my curiosity faded away. Then after few days while cleaning the kitchen I came upon a slight opening that offered clear view of bedroom. I was really excited to find that gap. At night as I came to kitchen I immediately placed my eyes at the. E., being sued or somebody setting me up to rip me off. I trusted Gil, but a hundred grand can cause good folks to go bad. Oh yes, this was a good deal because I was going to see to it that it was.My first dance lesson was an eye opener. I found out that I not only had two left feet; I also had two broken ankles; well, figuratively speaking at least. Talk about a reclamation project, I was it!But, Samantha Rubens—the girl's name that had signed me up the week before—didn't laugh at me. Turned. “Hi sweetheart, your home early too I see.” I said as I didn’t know what else to say. She walked into the front room and look about on the floor, looking at my pants strewn, and Jessica’s shorts lying next to them. She walked up to the side of couch and looked down at me. “Why are you almost naked Aaron?” I was dumbfounded for a moment, “the babysitter seduced me, and she made me do it.” She looked furiously at me, “what? I doubt that very highly. What am I not good enough for you?” I.