Erin clapped her hands. “Great! Now everything’s settled.” She turned to Robert and smiled suggestively. “Any chance you’d like to play another round?” She turned back to Tina. “You’re welcome to join us, of course.”
Tina stood up. “Thanks, but maybe next time. This is pretty heavy stuff for me to swallow.” She realized how crazy that sounded, and laughed.
Robert and Erin laughed too. “If you say so.” Then they pounced on Tina, and the three of them fell into a thrashing mess at the kitchen floor.
Wake up Ashley
Ashley is a strawberry blonde girl with flirty brown eyes. She had been working as a babysitter every summer since she entered high school. The whole experience is a lot of fun for her as there are always new people to meet and nice kids she can get acquainted with. Many of the parents she met loved her easy going nature and the fact that kids seem to really like being with her.
“Morning Ash.”, said James as she passed by her at the kitchen.
“Morning.” James is Trish’s older brother. He’s a student at the University and is here on vacation. She blushed as he greeted her. It annoys her that she can be very casual with the rest of this household but not with James. He is breathtakingly handsome and the girls in the neighbourhood are fighting for her attention. He is also very tall, and the fact that Ash is petite makes her feel vulnerable whenever he is around. She was staring and wanted to kick herself for not being able to control her reactions towards him.
“Good morning Ash. Come join us for breakfast.” That’s Mrs. Jones, the charming mother of James and Trish. Looking at her, you would marvel at how she raised her kids as a single mom. She’s a beautiful woman with a Southern accent. She’s in her late 30’s but could easily pass as twenty-ish mom. She’s a great cook and on this particular Saturday morning, the breakfast table is filled with warm bagels, croissants, Spanish omelette, sausages, and bacon. There’s also a delicious baking smell coming from the oven….smells like yummy brownies.
Trish, her subject, is 5. She’s a mini version of Goldilocks, with curly hair like gold spun lace and blue eyes that smile all the time, except when she’s hungry. “Hi Ash. Let’s go for a swim later. Okay?”
“Sure, Trish.” The kiddo is a fantastic swimmer and more and more, the house pool seems to be a tad too small for her talents. Good thing she brought some swimsuit with her.
The breakfast is amazing. However, with James seated across from her, she was not able to swallow anything. She hated feeling this self-conscious but she can’t help it. Damn it, he’s so hot.
That afternoon, Mrs. Jones went to the groceries. She saw James watching her while she was watching T.V. He made her feel so very self conscious. She felt like spreading her legs so he can see her see through underwear. “Are you crazy?”, she thought to herself. James is the classic rake. Besides, he never showed any interest on her more than watching her closely when he thinks he is unnoticed. She focused on his hands. Ashley already felt them brushing against her skin. All of a sudden, she felt feverish. Damn.
Mrs. Jones-Miranda swept her way down the staircase leaving behind a trail of racy Gucci Rush. She’s wearing a smashing black number that reveals her dainty long legs and her slender body. She obviously prepared for a hot date and well, she looks great. She gave Trish a peck on the cheek and hugged her tight. “I’ll be back before you know it, sweetie. I’ll leave you with Ashley for a while. “Bye, mommy.” Trish said.