Model Description Amy Sitter
The Not So Petite Distraction
My wife and I had our first child, and another was coming. So we needed to upgrade from our undersized apartment. We bought a house and moved. During the move-in, I couldn't help but notice this petite girl with a gorgeous mane of long curly hair incessantly going to and from a neighboring house.
I was captivated by the way her long curls and perfect c cup titties bounced in sync with the peppy little "just got fucked" walk she had. Every time I saw her, it seemed like she would be wearing jean shorts and a t-shirt or a tight tank top. Yeah, okay, a few times, she was in sweatpants, but she still looked hot!
Girls with Curls
This girl had mind fucked me! When I would see her, my imagination took over, and deviant thoughts revolved through my noggin constantly. So I wondered, is this girl a neighbor girl? Is she a babysitter? Does her boyfriend live there? Fuck, I couldn't get that beautiful crown of hair out of my mind! For me, girls with curls are more exciting than any other body part fetish. There is something about curly hair that puts me in a state of awe.
In Need of a Babysitter
A few months had passed, and my wife was looking for a babysitter. I was like, oh man, I got the perfect — SHUT THE FUCK UP p-f! Don't say anything, what will your wife think!
The wife put an ad in the newspaper and interviewed girls for about two weeks. I was usually at work, but I would come home a few times, and a potential babysitter would be getting grilled at the kitchen table. I feel sorry for those girls. My wife was a tough cookie.
Babysitter Interview Finals
My wife set up the three girls she liked on a weekend so I could be present for the final decision-making process. It was like "babysitter finals." The first girl was slightly chubby, but she would be a great babysitter from what I got out of her interview.
The second girl shows up. OMFG! I finally got to see her cute face! It was the girl I had been seeing on occasion at the neighbor's house. Her name was Amy. I got excited and needed an impromptu nicotine slam to calm myself down. So I headed out to the garage for a quick smoke.
Okay, back to the interview. Amy mentioned that she babysat at the neighbor's, two houses down. That was it for me. This girl had to become our babysitter. When it was all done, I told my wife that my pick was Amy. I did not like the third one at all. Looking back on this, my wife had to know I picked her because she was the best-looking one. My wife at the time was definitely not stupid.
Amy the Babysitter
My wife chose Amy to be our new babysitter. I don't know if she did that as a gift for me or if she thought Amy was more controllable than the other two interviewees. Probably the latter, now that I think about it.
The Fullback Panties
One day, I came home from work early, and Amy was on the playroom floor crawling around and picking up toys. I could see what looked to be a pair of broadly striped Victoria's Secret Pink fullback panties through the sweatpants. It looked like purple and yellow. All I know is that the stripes were thick; one was dark, and the other was light. Realizing her compromising position, I watched her uncomfortably sit on her tush with her legs spread wide open (kind of like doing the splits), surrounding the toys she was sorting. This was mentally unbearable.
Infinite Chicken Choking
After seeing through Amy's sweatpants and looking down at her in a pseudo-splits position, with all of that wild and curly hair, I had to go and take care of something. I recall going downstairs to my office and having a chicken choking session to what I had just witnessed. Yeah, the count of jerk-off sessions to Amy, the babysitter, is ongoing, still to this day!
Babysitter to Amy Sitter
Every so often at dinner or whenever I would ask my wife if Amy knew what we did for a living. I was probing to see if I could ask about Amy getting in front of my cameras. One day, I just asked. She said, "hell yeah. She would die for that kind of money, and she is stupid. She will do it." This was great insight! I was like, alright, bring it up to her, and let's set up a test shoot.
Finally, the wife came through, and it was all a go. I set up a test photo shoot at my downtown Bloomington, IL, office. When Amy left my office, she had a new name — Amy Sitter!
