Thread: Why Men Shouldn't Babysit (Incubus Dreams & ChrisGabriel)

Many of the images that you will find throughout this role play are NOT safe for work. Do not click them if you are in an area where nudity is not appropriate. Though Roselyn Chattel is sixteen in this story, the young woman in the image portraying her is of legal age. Please refer to the copyright waterstamp for proof. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Have you ever wondered why babysitters always seem to be young women? If some men are capable of being great fathers, then why can a young man not be trusted to watch your daughter while you are away? Yeah you already know the answer to that don't you? Young men just want sex. Your daughter isn't a job to them. She is a tight, young piece of ass for them to slide their cock into and have a good time. That is the attitude of most young men, at least, but Logan Masters was different. Rather he had convinced the housing community that he had moved into six years ago that he was different, at least. Who wouldn't have believed that he could be different? At eighteen, he had been out on his own and it wasn't because he had been kicked out to live on the streets with his drug problem. No Logan was smarter than to get wrapped up in such things. By the time he was eighteen, he had been able to secure his own vehicle and enough money to use on a down payment for his 'bachelor pad' tucked away in a clean and safe cul-de-sac in Ashburn, Virginia. How does a young man fresh out of high school afford his own home in the Washington DC metro? Nobody really knows. When Logan moved in, he always dodged questions about his personal life when the neighbors asked. What did he do for a living? Nobody knew. He seemed to be able to work remotely, as he did not have a fixed schedule in which he left and returned home, but no one knew 'what' he did. Whatever it was, it clearly generated him a sizable incoming. If the fact that he had his bought his own place at eighteen wasn't proof enough of that, then perhaps the new 2013 Dodge Charger that he had bought last month would be. Outside of the general shadiness that came with dodging simple questions such as that, Logan was a model neighbor. He threw parties now and then, but he kept the disturbance to a minimum, he kept his lawn cut and cared for, he kept his hedge fence trimmed and groomed on all angles, and he was always willing to lend a hand to one of his neighbors if they needed a little help with something. It was because of this that one of Logan's neighbors, an absolutely breathtaking MILF named Claudia Chattel had come to Logan when her usual babysitter was not able to be reached. She and her husband had wanted to go spend a night out at a romantic restaurant but they couldn't leave their daughter, who was ten at that time, alone for the evening. Logan had agreed to watch Claudia's daughter, Rose, saying that he wouldn't mind picking up a 'little extra cash', not that he actually needed it. No, the truth of the matter was that Logan wanted to get on the redheaded MILF's good side. Who wouldn't? Since that night six years ago, Logan had become a reliable back-up babysitter that Claudia had come to rely on. In recent years, he had even become her first choice! That had all changed last week, however. Last week was Rose's birthday and Roselyn Chattel was now sixteen years of age. Her parents would no longer subject her to the shame of having a babysitter, but Logan knew that this didn't mean he wouldn't be asked to check in on her now and then. He had noticed, over the years, that Claudia and her husband suffered from a little case of 'overprotective parent syndrome'. This Monday morning in the spring of two-thousand and thirteen would be such a time. Claudia and her husband had taken off to the Caribbean Isles for a 'Lover's Spring Break Cruise' the night before and they would be gone for the week. Of course, with it being Spring Break, Rose wouldn't have to worry about school and the couple had asked if Logan would be kind enough to check in on Rose throughout the week. Logan had been more than happy to look in on Rose while they were away. In fact, he had been looking forward to this sort of opportunity for years. Roselyn was an attractive young woman and Logan had decided a few years ago that once she was old enough, he would invite the little redheaded girl into his world. He would invite her into his life so that she could learn the truth of the many rumors that the neighborhood girls and women liked to gossip about when Logan was brought up around the watering hole when their husbands and fathers were away at work. It was early in the morning when Logan found himself walking up the sidewalk toward the Chattel's home. It was a nice place a bit bigger than his own but he also lived by himself. His home hadn't really been build for a family, which is probably why it had been the last house to be sold in the little community. It also explained why Logan had been able to pick it up for relatively cheap. Though it was early, the sun was already getting quite warm, so Logan had thought to dress comfortably. Heavy leather boots protected his feet from just about anything short of a sledge hammer being smashed across his toes and a pair of comfortably-fitting jeans hung from his hips supported by a leather belt with a tribal design etched into it. A white tank top covered his chest beneath an unbuttoned blue and red flannel tee shirt. Around his neck was the shark-tooth necklace that he always wore a gift from an old girlfriend back home. Of course, no one here knew where 'home' was for the young man. As Logan took the last couple of steps up to the Chattel's door, his right hand came to scratch at his chin. He'd forgotten to shave that morning and it showed. He didn't particularly care, though. He wore the 'rugged' look well and he could have sworn he'd caught the neighborhood women watching him even more closely on days that he didn't shave. Yes, he'd caught the MILFs watching him on occasion. Talk about a confidence booster. After a moment, that same hand reached for the door and Logan knocked firmly upon the faux wooden barrier. Afterward, he simply waited for his little neighbor to answer.