I smiled to myself, standing in the kitchen as I watched my 3-year-old son Owen play with his babysitter Mina. She chased him around the living room making him squeal with laughter every time she caught him.
I had just come home from work and was finishing off a plate of leftovers. I checked the clock, 7:16 pm. My wife wouldn't be home for a little while.
Owen disrupted my train of thought with another high pitched laugh. I could see he was wearing himself out quickly and would pass out asleep soon. Mina laughed along with him and tickled his belly.
She was certainly a playful little thing herself, always bubbly and full of energy, mostly the reasons we hired her to begin with-well at least those were my wife's reasons.
Once I laid eyes on the sexy young student, I couldn't stop admir
