Motioning for me to sit, Cassie watched me eye up the items gathered on her desk and answered my question before I asked it. "Follow me." Cassie skipped down the hall with a hyper, peppy energy that was nauseating.īegrudgingly I chased after her until we both stood in the center of her room next to a chair she'd taken from the kitchen. I rolled my eyes and groaned, "What kind of challenge." "I'll give you your phone and cable back, and I'll stay out of your way while you and Jessica make out all weekend.if you'll do a challenge video for my Youtube channel." But instead, I listened while offering the most intimidating glare I could muster. My mind was of a singular purpose, and the thought of getting blocked by this little brat almost drove me to follow through on my threat. Playfully laughing while jumping back a few steps, she held her hand out and continued, "If you do that you'll NEVER find them." Quickly losing my patience, I take a menacing step forward threaten, "If you don't give them back now I'm going to stuff you in the hamper again." Innocently batting her eyes, Cassie replies, "Give what back? I don't know what you're talking about." Leaning against the wooden banister with a mischievous smirk on her face, she was acting so cocky that it was obvious she was trying to piss me off. She was wearing her favorite pair of lulu lemon leggings under a pair of tiny gym shorts that barely reached the top of her thighs, a matching pink camisole, and a pair of striped, knee-high socks. Annoyed, I immediately went to confront Cassie only to find her waiting for me at the top of the stairs. But it didn't turn on, and when I checked the cables in the back I found that the power cable was missing. I searched through all of the usual spots I normally leave it but found nothing until I gave up and sat down at my computer instead. Patting down all the pockets of my jeans, I sighed and trotted up the steps to my bedroom. After finally waving her out of the driveway, I casually strolled back into the house and reached for my phone. Trying not to seem impatient, I stood outside and helped her pack her bags into her Uber. Unconvinced, she stared at me in silence for a few seconds before repeating, "If you need help, call-"Īll I could think about was having my girlfriend spend the night, and couldn't wait to send her the all clear as soon as Mom's car was out of sight. Stop worrying so much, this is the easiest job I'll ever have." If she's too much for you to handle, just call Aunt Becca." Hurriedly gathering her bags for her weekend-long trip, my mom sternly wagged her finger at me while I pretended pay attention. But the boys just laugh at their tied up babysitter and take off again! Quimm is left all alone again – bound, gagged and blindfolded in the closet! She shouts and fumes, struggling angrily."I'm warning you, no parties, and keep an eye on your sister. Instead, she gets cleave gagged! Now Quimm is reallyangry and starts yelling and threatening in gag talk to get back over here right now and untie her from this chair! Enough is enough! The boys finally come back again but this time Quimm decides to cut a deal: she promises, in gag talk, to play their little tie-up game every time she babysits, but only if they let her go for now. They finally do come back, but when they do, they don’t let poor Quimm go. She starts calling for the boys to return and let her go. Then Quimm is left alone, chair-tied barefoot and blindfolded in the closet. Suddenly, her hands are held behind her back and tied tightly behind a chair! The boys are tying her up! Quimm reluctantly goes along and ends up very thoroughly tied to that chair! She puts the large, black blindfold over her eyes and begins her countdown. She’s barefoot in the walk-in closet in her miniskirt and top when the kid she’s watching ask Quimm to blindfold herself before she starts counting. NOW IN FULL HD! Babysitter Quimm Anaheim agrees to play a game of Hide ‘n Go Seek while babysitting.
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