The Problem: Okay so me and my friend emily want to do a baby sitting job we are and I dont know if it is old enough. Is being old enough to baby sit in Ohio?
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ozzyissocoolJun 22 2011 5:45pmFLAGthe legal age to get a job is and 9 months but if you are good with ren like john and your parents trust you wit your little bro or sis then go for it i am a babysitter myself it is hard work and you must know first aid and you cant be bitch
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Aunt Mary here
I was babysitting my nephew Bob last year when he changed our relationship forever.Â
I had to look after him over a long weekend when his mom (my sister) was out of town for a funeral. I got there around 4 in the afternoon, I was wearing a tight black T-shirt, a short red mini-skirt and strappy hot pink high-heeled sandals. On my face I wore bubblegum pink lipstick and bright blue eye shadow.Â
My nephew seemed very happy to see me and hugged me tightly, mashing my boobs against his chest. After we both kissed his mom goodbye, we sat talking for a while. I put my feet up on a stool and Bob kept staring at them, I noticed a bulge in his pants.Â
I asked him what he wanted to do until bedtime. He asked me if I would help him with something he neede to learn to earn a badge for the scouts. He needed to learn how to tie knots. I said sure. He asked me to put my hands behind my back, I was a little nervous but thought that I'd be able to control the situation.Â
He tied some rope he'd got from the garage around my wrists, binding them behind my back. I complained about how tight it was and asked if he'd really never done it before. He just started sing. I told him that enough was enough and tried to step away from him but he was too fast for me. He dove down and grabbed me by the ankles. I fell over, unable to use my hands to stop myself, I banged my head off the side of a coffee table.Â
When I came to with a dull, throbbing headache I found that I couldn't move, he'd bound my ankles as well as my hands. I couldn't say much but groan, the room was spinning. Bob climbed on top of me (I could feel something hard digging into my stomach) and said "I love you Aunt Mary, let me show you!". He mashed his lips against mine smearing my pink lipstick, then forced his tongue into my mouth. My last thought as a spasm of pain where I'd hit my head made me lose consciousness was that my nephew was a surprisingly good kisser.
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