She had these pajamas she wore to bed that were tiny shorts and a little tank top, and she always changed into them in her room quickly and quietly.
Her long, blond hair topped her wiry, tanned frame.īecause it was late at night when I would watch her, I had to put Jen to bed. At nine years old it was obvious that she was going to grow up into a knock-out, she was a cute kid. By no means was I a good looking teenager, just average, but Jen on the other hand was cute. Jen's mom was starting to date again, so she needed someone to watch Jen when she went out at night, and since I lived next door at the time I was the logical choice.
Jennifer was the only daughter of a single mom living off divorce money in thesuburbs. I was 15 when I started babysitting Jennifer.
