When i was little my parents would hire Xander to come in babysit whenever they were going out for an evening. Usually that was about twice a month, he was the best babysitter ever, he would take me to get ice cream, build forts with me, he would even let me watch the scary movies my parents wouldn't let me watch. I never understood what the big deal is about those movies, if I ever got scared, I would cuddle tight with him, and I wouldn't be scared anymore. We had the best times when i was younger. I'm a lot older now, and I don't need a sitter when my parents are out, but my Dad is going on a business trip for a week and didn't wanna leave me alone for that long. When he told me Xander would be staying with me for a week, a huge rush of emotion came over me. I immediately thought back to spending all that time with him, and I wondered if he'd recognize me, now that I'm all grown up. Would he still want to build forts, maybe we can watch a scary movie like old times. Although I did catch myself fantasizing about him too, I wondered if he was still handsome, did he still have those strong arms I used to hold onto when I got scared? Oh my god, I'm actually getting turned on thinking about him.