"You're a damned good sitter, Alice," James said as they drove. "I'm glad we found you." "Thank you, Mr. Masterson," Alice said. "I'm glad, too. I'm very fond of you." "We're fond of you, too, honey," he said. That was all very nice, but it wasn't getting her any closer to her goal. He was just going to go on being affectionate in a soppy way if she didn't make some kind of move. As they rounded a sharp corner, an inspiration came to her. She squeaked and fell against him, rubbing his arm. She stayed there as they completed the turn, clutching his thigh as if to keep her balance. "Oh, gosh, sorry," she cried. James flashed her a quick grin. "That's all right," he said. I don't mind being grabbed by a pretty girl. Alice gathered her nerve and slipped her hand right onto his crotch. They were driving straight again, but she didn't move away from him. James moaned and quickly pulled over to the side of the road, leaving the motor running. "Young lady," he said hoarsely, "what in hell do you think you're doing?" "Just what it feels like," Alice said softly. "I think you're so sexy, James. Couldn't we make out a bit?" James Masterson swallowed hard. He'd had the hots for their sexy eighteen-year-old babysitter ever since he first saw her. His mind raced. He knew Amy, knew she'd be sound asleep for the rest of the night. She wouldn't notice how late he got in. "Sure, honey," he said. "Just let me find a better place to park." With lascivious husbands, their naughty but inexperienced sons, her boyfriend, and even a group of horny bikers, Alice is going to delve deeper than ever before into utmost debauchery. As she gives herself over every inch and aperture, willing and wanton to the wildest erotic abandons, how far is this nubile nymph and her curiously eager body ready to go?