An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby KP Presents » Wed Oct 01, 2014 4:46 am

“You know, I can hardly believe it’s almost half term – where the hell have the last few weeks gone?”

“Don’t ask me,” I said as I sat back and looked at Alicia, Mary and Cathy, “I’ve been keeping my head down and catching up with my work!”

This was absolutely true – I had been keeping my head down and keeping up with my homework, and ever since the start of term things had been relatively quiet. Well, as relatively quiet as things can be for us.

In fact, we’d all been spending quite a lot of time with our various boyfriends. Colin Hampton and I had been out to the pictures a few times, and Alicia and Martin had become a fairly well known act on music nights in the local area. We’d always known Alicia could sing, but her own shyness meant she’d never realised it herself. With Martin, however, she’d begun to relax, and now they went round some of the local old folk’s homes as well to entertain the people there.

The three of us actually went with her last Saturday night to give moral support – and it wasn’t a bad way to spend a couple of hours really. Admittedly, classical music still isn’t my favourite thing, but when they started signing Cole Porter, with Martin on the guitar as well as the piano, and even some Beatles songs – well, that was nice.

Then there was Mary – or Farmer Mary, as we’ve taken to calling her, since she started stepping out with Mark Cottrell. She’s smiling all the time now, and she spends a fair bit of time up at their farm – but they have been seen out and about as well. Mark’s a nice guy, and she seems to be very happy with him. Colin and I went out one night with them as a double date to the theatre, to see Avenue Q.

And sweet, shy Cathy has her beau as well in Sam Stewart. Sam’s the younger brother of Mrs Boyle, the housekeeper up at Wissenden Hall, and they met at Alicia’s birthday party earlier this year when he was staying with his sister. He actually lives a few miles away, but Cathy’s mums take turns in driving her there and back, and he’s stayed a few times as well.

He’s just as shy as her, and most of the time they’ve been off taking long walks, but they do seem to be getting closer and closer.

“So have you heard from Angela,” Mary said as we sat round the table at Starbucks, our coffees in front of us.

“Yup – she’s settled into halls, and hard at work, at least when a certain third year student doesn’t come to visit…”

Ever since they got engaged last February, Alicia’s sister and Mary’s brother Eddie have been talking and planning for the day they eventually get married – some years down the line, as Alicia put it, but they are a couple in al other ways – bar one.

And then there was the arrival of my latest cousin – little Janey Brown. I know Bobby and Suzie Holderness are also anxiously awaiting their little brother or sister, but their mum is taking it easy now after a little scare a few weeks ago. It’s helped that Mister Boyle’s sister Gail has moved in for a few weeks with her son Freddie, as it means she is helping Mrs Boyle and letting Mrs Holderness get all the rest she needs.

Sipping my coffee, I thought about them – Alicia had met Freddie just before we went back to school, when she went to the US to be at the christening of the twins, Bart and Sarah Holderness-Carter. She and her Uncle Alex, Bobby and Suzie’s dad, were among the godparents – and it turned out Freddie was a schoolmate of Jannifer Dale’s twin sisters.

You know, when you think about it, there are an amazing series of coincidences going on around us – me, Alicia, our family and friends. A couple of years back, Alicia and I were not quite mortal enemies, but we certainly didn’t like each other. Then we discovered our grandmothers were childhood friends, and – well, what happened is written down somewhere else. What matters is we are friends now – real, firm friends, and it was through Alicia I met Heidi Small, and her friends.

We had no idea back then that Heidi and Alicia were actually distantly related, or that the two families had a guardian angel or two watching over them – the latest incarnation of which was Sarah, now Sarah Holderness-Carter, the mother of the twins. Time and time again recently, she’s been there for us and Heidi and her friends – never more so than earlier this year, just before the summer holidays, when Cassie and I were kidnapped along with Lisa and Charlie Williamson, and their mother.

I still shiver when I think about that day and night – because what happened to us was, well, not the most pleasant of experiences. Compared to what happened to our mothers, aunts and grandmothers the previous year, it was small potatoes, but I got a taste of what they went through as did the others.

What was remarkable about that night was I had to tell them what I knew about Sarah and Brian – and then when Brian showed up and rescued us, it was the most wonderful thing in a long time. When things like that happen, Cassie and I can talk to our parents and the rest of our family – we have this thing called the Craig Compact where we share family secrets. But there was one thing we never told Cassie about – and that was what happened that night in the manor house to our mum and aunts, as well as Granny.

But after what happened with Lisa, Charlie and Mrs Williamson, I spoke to Dad – mainly because although she had been blindfolded, Cassie had gone through a similar fear. So a day or two later, Dad, Granny and I sat her down, under the Craig compact, and told her enough about the Manor House to let her know what had happened.

Not everything – she may be twelve, but she wasn’t ready yet to hear all the gory details. Enough, however, that she cried as she hugged Granny and Dad, and promised she’d never tell anyone else.



Which was just as well, because a few weeks later she ended up a hostage again – this time when she, Lisa, Patty and a friend of Patty’s called Louise were visiting the farm the Cottrell’s live on, and who should enter but Jay Edwards – a man who has held us hostage on a number of occasions.

After that, I noticed her and Lisa going there a bit more often - turns out Lisa was sweet on Mark’s younger brother, and Louise on his youngest , shy little Frank.

And then, just to complete the circle of coincidence – Gail, Mister Boyle’s sister? Turned out she had got engaged to Louise’s father, and they were getting married next month. The bans were read for the first time last week in the church, so only a few weeks to go for that as well, and she becomes Mrs Hobson and Freddie Hobson as opposed to Freddie Cork Jr.

All that was a few weeks away, however – our more immediate concern, and the reason we had come here for coffee after our football game, was what we were going to be doing over the next few nights.

“Charlie and Lisa? Are you sure you’re ready for them Mary,” Alicia said as she looked across at our friend.

“Come on – how bad can the two of them be?”

“Lisa’s no problem at all,” Alicia said with a laugh, “it’s Charlie you need to watch out for – he can be a real smooth talker when he wants to be, and before you know it, you’re unable to move as the Babysitter Bandit strikes again!”

“The Babywhatchs Whosamdinger?”

“It’s a story I read on line – a couple of crooks who like to strike when the babysitter’s at home. I think Charlie might have read it too, because it’s one of his favourite games.”

“I think someone’s been watching too many bad horror films,” Cathy said with a smile. “He can’t be that bad, can he?”

Alicia and I looked at each other – we’d been at the receiving end of Charlie’s smooth talk a few times, but sometimes you just have to let people find out for themselves.

“So what time are they expecting you tonight?”

“About seven – Mister Williamson said he’d run me back home afterwards. That’s when you’re looking after Hazel and Claire, right?”

“Oh yeah,” I said with a sigh, “I get to watch the twins for my penance tomorrow night.”

“And the money – the money soothes all sorts of pains,” Mary said with a laugh.

“Very very true – it does help.” I sipped my coffee and said. “Mind you, it could be worse – Cathy here gets to watch the tiny tornadoes.”

“Oh yeah – sleepover night with Patty and Rachel on Monday, right?”

“Just until her mother gets back from her night out with your folks – so you get baby watch again.”

“Cassie’s not a problem, and the twins are fine once they get settled. What about you Ali?”

“Just Andrew for me this week, thank goodness – Martin wants me to learn some new songs, so he may pop round as well.”

“Well then, it sounds as if we all have our plans laid out for the next few weeks,” I said with a smile, “now, about a week’s time?”

“Oh yeah – the grand London trip. Do you know if they’ve got the tickets?”

“Yup,” Alicia said, “Martin showed me them. We go shopping in the morning, meet them for the show and a meal, and then head back here.”

“A reward well earned for the babysitting,” I said as I looked at my watch. “And I need to get going, or mum’s going to be wondering where I got to. Call me later on, all right?”

“You got it,” they said as I stood up and made my way out – I had five minutes to catch the bus, and I didn’t want to be late back.




“Mary over with Lisa and Charlie? What time are their parents going out?”

“She has to be there for seven, so I imagine just after,” I said as I looked at Suzie, “why?”

She looked directly back at me, and said “five pounds that before nine, you get a call from Mary telling her to come over and rescue her.”

“You sound very sure of that.”

“Chicken?”

“Oh no,” I said as we shook hands, “I accept the bet. After all, what’s the worst thing that could possibly happen?”

“We are talking about the same Charlie Williamson, right?”

I smiled and shook my head as we finished our dinner. Mum and Dad were bathing the twins, so we got to wash up and put things away. Once that was done, we all went and watched Strictly Come Dancing – Mum’s choice, not mine.

So when the phone went at half past eight, I slowly got up and went to answer it. Two minutes later, I came in and handed Cassie a five pound note.

“I need to nip across the road,” I said as they all looked at me, “if I’m not back in an hour, call Colin and tell him I need rescuing.
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Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby skybird137 » Wed Oct 01, 2014 5:08 am

Here they go again. a nice start to the latest story, KP.

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby John Kennon Smith » Wed Oct 01, 2014 6:35 am

Nice!!!

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby John Kennon Smith » Wed Oct 01, 2014 6:47 am

Excellent start!!

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby Imp Caesar Augustus » Wed Oct 01, 2014 6:54 am

Jenny and friends are going to be in a lot of trouble!!

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby John Kennon Smith » Wed Oct 01, 2014 6:58 am

Excellent start!

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby Tom Ford » Wed Oct 01, 2014 7:04 am

So the babysitting won’t be limited to the actual babies, but also to the 10 year olds, and in some cases, those two years younger than them.

Charlie Williamson I’m sure will make quick work on them, and it seems, he already did so with Mary. I wonder if Lisa is his accomplice, or Mary’s fellow victim? Either way, she isn’t going to be neutral in this!

Do any of the younger kids know the schedule of the older girls? Perhaps not immediately, but their parents I would assume would give them advance notice of when they will need to leave the kids alone, and who will take care of them. Maybe they could coordinate, or even compete on who can tie up their babysitter?

Aside those already mentioned in the story, here are some suggestions. Since this isn’t going to happen on a single night, Jenny should babysit Freddie and Suzie (say Bobby, his parents and the Boyles went out to buy something, or to do some business[like something wedding related]), and see if Freddie could tie up his babysitter, with or without Suzie!)

Then perhaps she could go and babysit the Cottrells (say Mark Cottrell is unavailable to babysit his younger brothers). I want to know how Jenny could handle two boys who could tie her up, and who was the pupil of Charlie Williamson in the art of tying up girls!)

And let’s not forget Louise and Fiona too! With Mr Hobson being busy in his work and preparing for his wedding, I’m sure he’ll be glad to have Jenny as babysitter, especially if Fiona’s parents are unavailable, and Jenny have to babysit Louise and Fiona at the same time!

And perhaps maybe Jenny and say Cathy and Mary babysit four or more kids, like when Patty, Rachel, Louise, Fiona, Charlie, Frank and Freddie have a big sleepover at the Hall, and the parents and other older kids aren’t around to look after them!

How many times would they be tied up, and need to be rescued? All the time, I would assume! Or maybe they themselves could tie up their charges in games? Whatever will happen, it won’t be boring, and it would be a lot of fun!

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby John Kennon Smith » Wed Oct 01, 2014 7:08 am

The babysitting Is going to be fun!

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby John Kennon Smith » Wed Oct 01, 2014 8:06 am

Great chapter!!

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby John Kennon Smith » Wed Oct 01, 2014 8:30 am

Great update!!

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby William F Somebody » Wed Oct 01, 2014 8:38 am

What a nice new story! And one focused on babysitting, and this time, not on the one being taken care of, but on the babysitters themselves! Let’s see how they engage in a battle of wits, not only to keep from being tied up, but to turn the tables on the charges! Though I suspect more often than not, they’ll be the one on the receiving end of tie up games! Especially as their charges know that the older girls love to play tie up games!

Mary it seems was the first victim, and Jenny would have to rescue her. But she is gonna confront Charlie Williamson, a battle that she could easily lose. I do wonder who is going to rescue Jenny if she gets tied up? I guess that would be Mr and Mrs Williamson, but he might free them before they arrive to get out of trouble. But I guess he could easily as “permission” to tie up his captives since he seems to be a good talker with girls!

I for one look forward to seeing that vaunted Charlie charm work on Jenny!

And not only Charlie, but the others too! Although we get to see a more even contest as the little ones won’t have Charlie’s skills in luring the girls into a trap! But I’m sure that the others like Patty are already making plans to tie up their babysitters, although Patty might plan that she herself would be tied up too!

Things are getting pretty interesting, as the preparation for the November wedding goes on!

What matters is we are friends now – real, firm friends, and it was through Alicia I met Heidi Small, and her friends.


Shouldn’t that be Heidi Strong?

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby John Kennon Smith » Wed Oct 01, 2014 8:59 am

Please please update really really soon!!

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby John Kennon Smith » Wed Oct 01, 2014 9:29 am

Hope you update soon!!

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby The Wrapster » Thu Oct 02, 2014 9:15 am

Fun story so far!! Had a thought on a possible future story. How about all the dads and boyfriends abducting all the women and
girls to Desmond's company retreat in the Cotswolds for a Last Day of Summer type weekend to celebrate his recovery from his
health issues? I suspect it would be a spectacular event!

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby KP Presents » Mon Oct 06, 2014 2:18 am

“Got it,” Cassie said without looking up as I put on a fleece and a pair of trainers, and went out of the front door. I could see the lights on at the Williamson place, but for once I decided that the front door may not be a good idea, so I walked round the side and let myself into the back door.

I could hear the sound of a DVD playing in the front room, so I peeked in to see Lisa sitting on a chair, her knees under her chin as she watched a Disney film. She seemed happy, so I left her to her fun and looked in the dining room, then in the bathroom.

Why the bathroom? It would not be the first time Charlie had played that trick on a babysitter. Last time I sat for them, I ended up spending an hour sitting on the toilet, tape all round my body and my head, while Lisa was in the bathtub, similarly bound and giggling away. I just hoped he hadn’t pulled the same stunt on Mary – she wasn’t the world’s biggest fan of tape, even the medical stuff we use.

Walking slowly up the stairs, I kept one ear open for the tell tale signs of Charlie. Not that there are that many, where he is concerned. That kid could literally charm a girl into doing anything for him, and some day he’s going to be a real heartbreaker. Probably with Patty’s friend Rachel, but who can tell?

Anyway, I knew Mary had called me on her mobile, so I checked Lisa’s bedroom first. No problem. Charlie’s room was empty too, and then I heard footsteps downstairs, so I presumed he’d managed to sneak past me and gone down, so I opened the door to their parent’s bedroom.

There was Mary, looking at me over the knotted red scarf that was pulled between her teeth, with eyes that said just one thing.

“You were right.”

“Sorry, I did try to warn you,” I said as I walked in and looked at her. Her wrists were crossed and tied together in the small of her back, and there were bands of rope around her waist and her chest, pulling her red jumper over her body. Her ankles were also crossed and bound, as were her legs below her knees.

It took me a couple of minutes to realise her ankles had not been tied to anything, and another minute to realise there was a reason for that.

“Let me take a wild guess, Mary, and say that Charlie is right behind me.”

I watched as she slowly nodded, and then heard Charlie say “Well well – I wondered who she managed to call before I gagged her. How nice of you to come and find out what happened to your fellow snoop.”

“Oh great,” I thought to myself as I slowly raised my hands, and said “Who are you and why have you tied my friend up?”

“Uffdnthstftn,” Mary helpfully commented as Charlie said “Very slowly, put your hands behind your back and stand perfectly still.”

“Are you all right,” I said as I played along, Mary shrugging her shoulders and wriggling round as I felt my own wrists been secured together. As the rope went between my arms, I turned my head and said “who are you?”

“I’m the babysitter bandit,” Charlie said, “and you stopped me from raiding this house. Now I need to make sure both of you are kept out of the way.”

“What about the kid downstairs?”

“Oh I won’t hurt her, so long as she stays out of the way.”

“Whsscshswll,” Mary said as I felt Charlie carefully tie rope around my arms and chest. “Charlie, you know the rules,” I said, stepping out of character for the moment.

“Yeah – but Mary didn’t mind,” he said, and I looked at her, seeing her blush slightly as she nodded. I knew I would have to have words with her about this, but right now I had to admit, he was making sure he didn’t touch me anywhere he wasn’t meant to – and it did feel nice to have the ropes pressing down there again.

“Lie face down,” Charlie said as he tied the ropes off, and watched as I lay down next to Mary.

“So, I guess we’re going to spend some time together,” I said to Mary, who had the grace to just roll her eyes and nod as Charlie tied my ankles and legs tightly together.

As the rope went between my legs, he managed to tickle the back of my knees a little, and I didn’t manage to stifle a giggle. Mary looked at me and shook my head – and I swear to god, that’s the first time I noticed he had taken her shoes off.

So when he pulled my ankles back and tied them to Mary’s chest ropes, and then tied hers to mine, I called out “Charlie don’t you dare…”

“I’m nor Charlie, I’m the babysitter bandit,” he said as he unlaced and removed my trainers, and then picked up one of his mother’s scarves, a blue and grey one, rolling it into a band before he tied a knot in it, and held it in front of my mouth.

“You’ll never get away with fhssuffnnddd” I mumbled as the silk knot was gently pushed into my mouth, pressing my tongue down as he tied it tightly round my head.

“Now then, you two just stay there,” Charlie said with a smile, “while I have a look round.”

“Lkwwrgnnnwhr,” I mumbled as he left the room for a minute, the two of us wriggling round as the ropes rubbed on my chest. I had to admit, I was enjoying more and more the feelings this gave me, and I was beginning to understand something of what might be happening when my parents and aunts are tied as well.

It used to irritate me like nothing else, and in a way it still did, but there was something else going on, and I wasn’t quite sure what it was. At any rate, I figured I could ask mum about it when I got a chance.

“Well, I have everything I want now,” Charlie said when he came back in. “But I have a few minutes to spare, so I guess I can have a little fun now.”

Mary and I looked at each other, and shook our heads – we knew what was coming next, and we tried to move out of the way – then remembered – ankles tied to each other’s backs, wriggling round, and as he started to tickle the soles of our feet we started laughing into our gags, the ropes rubbing even more as we tried to get our feet out of the way – which only made the ropes rub even more.

I was actually enjoying it, much to my surprise – but there was another thing going on, something new. As I wriggled on the bed, I could feel my chest as well, and – it’s very difficult to describe in writing exactly what I was feeling. The only thing I knew – I really knew – was that if Charlie didn’t stop, and give me a chance to calm down, something else was starting to happen to me I did not want him or anyone else to see.

One look at Mary told me she was thinking the same thing, but our muffled pleas to him to stop just seemed to encourage him all the more. We were racking our brains, beginning to think we needed to push the gags out and yell at him, when a familiar voice said “Police – you’re under arrest.”

“What the…” we heard Charlie say and the tickling stopped. We both lay there, taking time to calm down and catch our breath, before we felt our ankles been released and our legs fell to the bed.

Rolling over, we saw Charlie standing there, his hands behind his back as Colin looked at us. “Cassie called, said you might need rescuing.”

“Shwssrrtt,” I mumbled as Charlie looked at us.

“Okay – you, young man, go and get ready for bed. Then go downstairs and I’ll come to give you and Lisa your supper.”

“Yes Colin,” he said as he walked slowly out of the room, and Colin walked over to us, helping us to sit up.

“I get the feeling you two would like a little while alone,” he said as he looked at us, and then untied Mary’s arms. “I’ll make sure those two get to their bed.”

“Fnkss,” Mary said as she rubbed her arms and wrists, and then reached behind her, untying the scarf and taking it out as she looked at the large dark stain around the knot.

“Wow – this really does soak up the saliva,” she said, and then she looked at me. “Want those arms freed?”

I nodded and turned round as she removed the ropes, and then untied my wrists, allowing me to remove my own gag.

“OH god, “I panted as I did so, “how are you feeling?”

“Stiff – but that’s not what you meant, was it?”

I shook my head and said “tell me… Tell me you felt it too?”

She nodded and looked at me, then down at her own chest. “Jenny, what happened there?”

“I don’t know – maybe we need to talk to our moms about it?”

Mary nodded as we started to untie our legs, and then sort out our clothes.

“Ready,” she said after we had sat for a few minutes. I nodded as we put our shoes back on and straightened the cover on the bed, and then slowly walked down the stairs.

“I’m sorry,” Charlie said as we walked into the front room. “I was having so much fun, I didn’t realise how much time had passed…”

“It’s all right, Charlie,” Mary said, “but both of you need to get to your beds now.”

“I’ll take them up,” Colin said as he looked at both of us. “Come on – into bed, both of you.”

“I’m telling you Jenny, he’s a keeper,” Mary said as he took the kids up the stairs.

“Yeah, don’t I know it,” I said as I handed her a can of Coke. “He even left these out for us. So how long?”

“Before I managed to call you? About twenty minutes. I swear he left my phone within reach of me so that I could call you.”

“That would not surprise me – he likes to have company, that young man.”

Mary laughed and then said “Now she tells me…”

“I’m sorry – but on the other hand…”

“Yeah,” Mary said as she opened the can and took a drink. After a few minutes, she looked at me and said “Jen?”

“Yeah?”

“Colin ties you up from time to time, right?”

“Yeah – Mark?”

“Yup – and he puts the extra ropes on doesn’t he?”

“I refuse to answer that question on the grounds I may incriminate myself,” I said with a smile. “You?”

Mary just nodded and then said “but I swear it has never, ever felt like that.”

“I know,” I said quietly as Colin came back into the room. “They’re in their beds,” he said as he sat down, “you two all right?”

“Yeah – look don’t tell their parents how you found us. It just went on a little too long, that’s all.”

“All right,” he said as he looked at us, “if that’s what you want, that’s what I’ll do.”

“Do you think there really is a Babysitter Bandit out there?”

“Is that what he was playing,” Colin said with a smile. “Well, I think dad’s commenting enough about the two Games Players to worry about a Babysitter Bandit as well.”

“I read about them,” Mary said, “I thought they were a scare story, but apparently not.”

“Oh no – just ask Patty or Rachel some time,” Colin said with a smile as he opened a can of drink.

“So how did you get here so quickly anyway?”

“Who said I got here quickly? Cassie called me over an hour ago – she seemed to think you might need my help.”

Both of us looked at him and then burst out laughing, as we shook our heads.

“Her Ladyship really does have her head screwed on,” Mary said when we finally stopped.

“Does she know you call her that,” Colin said.

“Nope – and if you or anyone else tells Bobby or her, I will personally hang, draw and publically display you. Do we have an understanding, Colin?”

“I have learned never to argue with you on family matters,” Colin said with a smile. “I’ll go and clear up the bedroom.”
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Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby John Kennon Smith » Mon Oct 06, 2014 4:16 am

What fun!!!!!!!

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby John Kennon Smith » Mon Oct 06, 2014 4:45 am

Charlie's great!!

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby Imp Caesar Augustus » Mon Oct 06, 2014 5:31 am

That was really some experience!!!!

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby Tom Ford » Mon Oct 06, 2014 5:34 am

Oh my! Mary and Jenny certainly experienced something new and wonderful, yet for their sakes, and Charlie, I’m glad Charlie interrupted it. I’m sure they’re going to ask their Mums what’s happening, but let’s hope that they won’t bring Charlie in for he might get into trouble. Charlie won’t know yet why their Mums imposed this often breached rule about chest ropes, but that won’t excuse him from getting into trouble if their Mums ever found out!

I’m sure Jenny won’t mind if it was Colin who tied her up like that and she experienced it then! But I’m sure Colin is too much of a gentleman to do that—unless Jenny asked.

I agree! Charlie would be a heartbreaker! He will have Rachel especially at the palm of his hands. Good thing that he likes Rachel already!

So what next? I doubt Jenny will experience anything close to what she did in terms of “stimulation” but babysitting the others will bring their own adventures and unique experiences. I look forward to them babysitting the others. Would they be as much trouble as Charlie? Patty—she could rival Charlie with the amount of trouble she could cause.

Looking forward to see who she would babysit next!

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby John Kennon Smith » Mon Oct 06, 2014 7:53 am

Great chapter!!!

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby John Kennon Smith » Tue Oct 07, 2014 5:55 am

Great update!!!

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby John Kennon Smith » Tue Oct 07, 2014 6:22 am

Please please update really really soon!!!

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby William F Somebody » Tue Oct 07, 2014 6:41 am

Colin did rescue Mary and Jenny, but little did he know, he rescued them more than he realized! He really rescued them, and in a way, Charlie too! Imagine the scolding he would get if what Jenny and Mary don’t want to happen happened while they were his captives?

Good thing Cassie has the foresight to call Colin way ahead of time!

So who is the next one who Jenny will babysit? I doubt any of the others can top what Charlie did, but they can just have as much fun if different ways.

I’m eagerly awaiting the next update!!

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby skybird137 » Tue Oct 07, 2014 7:55 am

It seems that Charlie's ability to charm the girls into ropes seems to be causing more and more trouble.

I wonder how long it will be before Mark Williamson will have to sit his son down for a very special talk.

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby John Kennon Smith » Tue Oct 07, 2014 4:21 pm

Hope you update soon!!

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby The Wrapster » Wed Oct 08, 2014 6:56 am

It looks like the games are going to change forever for Jenny, Mary, Cathy, and Alicia ! Another story idea; The moms and aunts
are abducted, and the girls have to find them, as soon as they get free themselves!

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby KP Presents » Thu Oct 09, 2014 2:45 am

“Heh – you two are well suited,” Mary said with a smile. “So you’re not going to tell your mum about Charlie, are you?”

“No,” I said, “but I may have a word with his mum, tell her to remind him about our rules.” Colin came back down and put a bag into the kitchen, before coming back in to join us.

“So, want to watch a movie?”




Sunday lunch with us tends to be a lively affair – with the twins trying to feed themselves now, it can also get a little messy, especially for whoever ends up sitting next to them.

Which today, thank the lord, was not me – and Aunts Jo and Cassie had come prepared, wearing plastic aprons over their clothes as they alternatively helped David and June eat, or dodged a spoonful of mashed potato.

Cassie and I were sitting at the far end of the table, smiling as we watched the twins display their usual exquisite table manners.

“Before you say anything,” Mum said as she looked at us, “you two were just as bad. Want to see the pictures?”

Naturally, we declined mum’s kind invitation, and instead concentrated on eating our pork and vegetables.

“So I understand you are looking after Hazel and Claire tonight?”

“Yeah,” I said as I looked at Aunt Cassie, “their mum and dad are visiting someone so I get to have a nice quiet night in with them.”

“With those two? You are aware they have just bought a load of new CDs and want to play them?”

“So long as they do it in their room, I’m cool with that – they can play all the boy bands they like.”

“Even One Direction?”

“If they feel that desperate, yes.”

“Cool – I’ll ring and tell them,” Cassie said with a smile, as I realised I had walked right into that one.

“Anyway, won’t they have homework to finish off – like someone else I could mention?”

“Hey I’ve almost finished!”

“Almost?”

“All right – I have those French words to learn, but…”

“Eh bien, vous avez besoin de le faire?”

“Not fair Jenny – you’re a couple of years ahead of her, remember?”

“Sorry Dad,” I said as he took the plates away, Cassie sticking her tongue out at me in response. She was smiling as she did that, though – which at least was something.

Mum served up apple crumble and custard, before we went into the front room, Dad bringing through coffees while Cassie sat and played with the twins.

“So when’s Bobby coming round to pick you up,” Aunt Cassie suddenly said, as Cassie blushed before saying “About four – the film starts at five.”

“What are you going to see?”

“Well, it was his choice this time so…”

“Oh lord – not the Turtles?”

Cassie nodded slowly and said “I threatened him with My Little Pony in retaliation, but I’m not that cruel.”

“So I suppose saying I hope you enjoy it is not that appropriate?”

“Well, he can buy the popcorn is all I’m saying.”




“I’ll pick you up at about eleven,” Dad said as he dropped me outside Hazel and Clare’s house. I was wearing an old grey cardigan over a black top and jeans, with black leather boots, and walked quickly up the path to where their mum was standing.

“Hello Mrs Irvine,” I said as I came in, “Sorry if I’m late?”

“No you’re just in time,” she said as she closed the door. She was wearing a long sleeved red dress, with high heels, as she called out “Grant! Jenny Craig’s here!”

“Great,” their father said as he came down the stairs, adjusting a bow tie as he did so. “The emergency numbers are by the telephone, but I’m sure you won’t need them. We should be back by eleven, but if not I’ll ring your dad and tell him you’ll stay over.”

“Thanks enjoy your evening,” I said as Mrs Irvine pulled on a brown fur coat, and they went out. I made my way into the front room, where Hazel and Clare were sitting watching the television. As always seemed to be the way with those two, they were identically dressed, in polo tops, denim shorts and leggings – Hazel in a brown top and leggings, Clare wearing green.

“Hi Jenny,” Hazel said as she looked up, “our homework’s all done, and we’re just watching Totally Spies.”

“Do they still show that? I used to love watching it when I was your age,” I said as I sat and looked at the three girls.

“Yeah – on this channel anyway,” Clare said without looking over. “This one has a crazy woman who makes fashion boots and uses them to control women.”

“Like I said, when I was younger,” I said as I watched it with them. As I did so, I could read in their faces that they were thinking something, but what exactly I wasn’t sure.

When the program finished, Clare and Hazel looked at each other before Clare said “Jenny, can you play a game with us?”

“Oh – what sort of game?”

“We could pretend to be two of the girls, and you’re the evil villain who captures us and keeps us locked away, and we can try to escape.”

“Well, if you want to – all right.”

“Great – we’ll be back in a minute,” Hazel said as the two girls ran out of the room. “You can find something to use in the kitchen.”

“And I wonder what that could be,” I said as I went through, and found a roll of silver tape – as well as a ball of wool.

“Well, as good as anything,” I said to myself as I picked both up, as well as a pair of scissors, and then went back into the room, waiting as I heard a thump on the stairs.

I swear, it was all I could do to stop myself laughing as I saw them come in, each wearing a pair of their mother’s boots. Now, their mother is a little taller than me, and the girls a foot smaller, so the black short boots Hazel was wearing came up to her knees, and the grey knee length ones came over Clare’s knees.

“Any sign of the mad woman, Clover,” Hazel said as they walked in.

“Not yet Sam,” Clare said as they both turned and walked slowly backwards towards me.

“Well now, what have we here,” I said in a deep voice, as both girls turned and held their hands out, pointing their fingers at me.

“Where are all the women you’ve controlled,” Hazel said as she looked at me.

“Yeah, where are they?”

“Why don’t you join them – after all, you’re wearing my creations as well,” I said, along with a maniacal laugh, before I pressed the top of a Tic Tac box, and both twins froze on the spot.

“There now – I want you both to sit back to back, and link your arms before you put your hands in front of you,” I said, watching and smiling as the girls pretended to fight, but did as I asked, sitting with their arms linked and their hands in front of their bellies.

“You really thought you could get the better of me, Madame Du Pied,” I said quietly as I took the ball of wool, and tied Hazel’s wrists together, hands palm to palm, and then bent her legs, winding the wool around her legs below her knees and between them, before tying her ankles together as well.

“Must… Resist… But no… Will left…” Hazel said.

“It is better to relax, darling,” I said in my cool, deep voice before I started to bind Clare in the same way, “soon I will control all the young women in the country – and once I take over, the world is next!”

“You’re mad – and yet these are so comfy,” Clare said as I tied her ankles together.

“Why thank you,” I said quietly, “I only make the best – now the two of you need to be quiet.”

I tore three strips of the silver tape each and stuck them over their mouths – not a truly effective gag, I knew and they knew, but then wool is not exactly the best thing to tie someone up with either. This was a game, however, and at least I would get to clean it up quickly afterwards.

“All right now – I need to go and get the First Lady to assume command, thanks to the lovely black boots she is wearing. You two enjoy the time together – before I deal with you permanently.”

Another maniacal laugh, and I left the twins to struggle while I went up to the bathroom. I knew they were not in any real danger, and they were laughing and playing along, so I took care of what I needed to take care of.

When I came back down, I could still hear them giggling away, so I went to the kitchen to pour myself a drink. I took a glass from the cupboard, and was about to get some milk from the fridge when I was grabbed from behind, and I heard a voice saying “Don’t struggle, don’t scream – I promise you I will not hurt or harm you or the girls, so long as you do as I say.”

I nodded, confused for a moment by what I was hearing, as the leather gloved hand was taken away and I was turned round. The person who grabbed me was wearing a black leather jacket, zipped up to their neck, and pants with black trainers.

There were a few strange things – the leather gloves, and the stocking pulled down over their head for starters. It was when they said “Now, I am going to rob this house, and I am going to tie you and the girls in there up, but I want it to not be too traumatic for them, so you’re going to persuade them this is a pre-arranged game, understand?” that I realised who it was.

The Games Player – and the female one at that.
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Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby John Kennon Smith » Thu Oct 09, 2014 5:40 am

Nice!!

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby John Kennon Smith » Thu Oct 09, 2014 5:57 am

What an unexpected twist!

Re: An Education: Babysitting Blues

Postby Tom Ford » Thu Oct 09, 2014 6:08 am

Well, here it is.

So it’s the female Games Player! I do wonder if Jenny will ask her if she knows the original games player, as her family and friends have all met him before! Of course, it would not be wise to tell her that he is her boyfriend, but I guess she could safely tell them that she knew him, since the papers would undoubtedly have stories of where both Game Players targeted the same house at the same time.

So it’s Hazel and Clare! I confess that I had forgotten about them! They are 12, only two years younger than Jenny, but she handled Cassie and Lisa, so it she easily handled the twins. Only that it would be something more complicated with the Female Games Players. I do wonder if the Janna knows if her boyfriend targeted Jenny’s family? Then she would know that she would have to really tie her up since she would know how good Jenny is at escaping.

Now let’s see how Jenny would handle the twins. Probably say whatever it is Janna wanted her to say, and that would be that it would be a game, and the two twelve year olds may or may not be fooled (probably not) but they’ll probably think it would be fun anyway!

One thing is for sure, she won’t be afraid! The one who faced Jay Edwards and Mr Smith would not be scared of the Female Games Player!