Chapter 1: I FIND MY EMPLOYER’S FILTHY JOI VIDEOS AND CAN’T STOP TOUCHING MYSELF TO HIS VOICE
I’ve been babysitting for the Thompson family for three months now, and I still get butterflies every time I walk into their beautiful house. Mr. and Mrs. Thompson are both gorgeous — successful, fit, in their early thirties. They pay me well and the baby, little Emma, is an angel who usually sleeps through the night.
Tonight is like any other. They leave for their date night around 7 PM, handing me the baby monitor and Mrs. Thompson’s old phone “just in case.” She always leaves it behind for emergencies or to play lullabies for Emma.
Emma falls asleep easily. I settle on the couch in the living room, scrolling through the phone for something to listen to. That’s when I find the hidden folder.
