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Helping Chad was more important to me than

anything, so I hit the ground running, applying

for every possible job I qualified for, none

of which paid much.

It wasn't until I met the Joneses that

my luck changed.

So you are going to be okay with

the $2,000 a week?

Uh, do you mean $200 a week?

$1,000.

$2,000 a week.

So what's the catch?

It's a three-month trial period at first,

but I don't start making the $2,000

until after that.

But what if they just fire you at

the end of the trial period?

Jay, this is our new babysitter, Malka.

Nice to meet you.

Jay was our babysitter before we hired you.

That's nice.

Where do you work now?

Here.

I handle Sylvia's personal stuff.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yes.

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit.

I was so

naive at the time.

I never realized that a six-figure salary

for a minimum-wage job came with strings

attached.

But it did.

I guess nothing in life comes easy.

Hey, Malka.

Hey, how was work?

It was good.

Where's Isabella?

I put her down for a nap about

an hour ago.

Okay.

And is Sylvia home?

Hey.

I got home about an hour ago.

Hi.

Really?

Yeah.

As much as I needed this job, I

was starting to question whether I could keep

it.

I hated knowing that Sylvia was cheating on

Ryan and that their perfect marriage was nothing

more than an illusion.

But even worse, I hated knowing that if

I walked away, Chad would not be able

to get the surgery he so desperately needed.

Malka is freaking out.

What?

Why?

I guess the bitch that she's working for

is just a little too immoral for her

or something.

Who the fuck cares?

She knows she has to keep working there,

right?

Otherwise, you'll die.

Yeah.

I'm just really hoping she doesn't quit.

She can't quit.

Duh.

You don't think I know that?

What a selfish bitch.

I know.

I've been working on this girl for four

months.

If I don't get some money out of

her soon, we're going to have to get

jobs or something.

This is our job, Chad.

Conning people is real hard work.

Yeah.

Well, maybe next time we pick someone out

to focus on, maybe we can pick someone

with a little bit of money in their

bank account.

Look!

How the fuck was I supposed to know

that?

When I saw her father's obituary, how would

I know he would put some strange age

restriction on her inheritance?

Who the fuck does that?

Apparently, her dad does.

Worst case scenario, we hang in for two

more years.

Two years?

You think I can pretend to love this

girl for two more years?

No!

Why can't we just get as much money

as possible out of the girl now and

bail?

There has to be some way to get

to her inheritance.

Like how?

I'll think of something.

I think we need to talk about what

happened earlier today.

What happened?

When you saw Jay and I.

I wasn't watching.

I was...

It's okay.

I mean, I don't mind.

In fact, I kind of liked it.

Everything okay?

Yes.

Mocha saw Jay and I fucking earlier today.

Uh-huh.

We probably should have told you before we

offered you the position, but Ryan and I

are in an open marriage.

And Jay is Sylvia's boyfriend.

I hope that doesn't make you uncomfortable.

Uh, no.

Not at all, really.

Good.

Because we want you to feel free to

experiment with things while you're here with us.

Experiment with what?

Well, I mean, you are away from your

boyfriend five days a week.

You must have needs.

And we can help you with that.

I was torn.

I wanted to help Chad more than anything

in the world.

But every day that went by with the

Joneses felt like there was this looming expectation

of me.

Like they were grooming me to be something

more than just a babysitter.

And it turns out, they were.

It does wonders for clitoral stimulation.

I can show you if you'd like.

Come here.

Ordinarily, I would have quit right on the

spot.

But something compelled me to just go with

it.

Chad needed the money, and I was willing

to do whatever it took to make as

much as I could for him.

At first, I was nervous, letting another man

pleasure me.

But the more Ryan touched me, the more

turned on I became.

Like all of my worries and fears about

life and responsibilities just disappeared.

Hmm.

That was amazing.

Just imagine if I'd actually let you come.

But I did come.

You've never actually had an orgasm, have you?

I thought...

Don't worry.

We'll build up to that.

But in the meantime, you should practice.

A woman should know how her body works.

After that moment, something unleashed inside of me,

and they wanted to replicate it.

That feeling again.

It was a secret.

I knew I'd have to keep away from

Chad.

I mean, I loved him, but I'd never

felt like that kind of intensity before.

They liked it.

So I did what Ryan said, and they

practiced.

Often, trying to understand why Ryan's touch was

so much more powerful than anything I'd ever

experienced.

Of course, pleasure didn't come without its own

guilt.

I mean, while I was at the Joneses

enjoying myself, my boyfriend was at home with

a brain tumor.

You see that right there?

Yeah.

The doctor says the tumor's getting bigger by

the minute.

Would be really nice if we had that

money so we could get this taken care

of.

I'll do what I can.

You know that.

I know.

Did she buy it?

Of course she bought it.

Good, because getting that CAT scan wasn't fucking

easy.

Yeah, how did you get that thing anyways?

I bartered with an old neurosurgeon that my

mom used to see.

Blair, I have patients waiting on me.

If you don't give me what I want,

I'm going to cause more drama for you

than I am right now.

I could lose my license over this.

That's if I say something, and I won't.

Why do you need a CAT scan?

I mean, why does anybody need a CAT

scan of a brain tumor?

That's not important.

What is important is that I don't have

much time, and I need your help.

It's unethical.

It'd be unethical if he was still alive,

but he's dead.

No, I'm going to give you a little

pussy, and you're going to give me that

CAT scan.

Blair, what are you doing?

Blair, I have fucking patients.

It's after hours.

Blair, are you serious right now?

There's nothing to worry about.

Right here?

This is the office.

Oh my God.

Oh, fuck.

Are you ready?

Give me those glasses.

Oh, fuck.

Shh.

You're very good at that, Doctor.

Yes.

Oh, fuck.

Oh,

fuck.

Oh, my God.

Oh, shit.

Oh, my God.

Oh, oh, oh.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

Rub it, rub it, rub it, rub it,

rub it.

Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck.

Oh.

Pussy.

Oh.

Oh.

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Oh.

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Oh.

Oh.

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Shh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, fuck.

Put it back in.

Put it back in.

Oh.

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Yeah.

Oh, God.

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life, I don't know what to do with

my life, I don't know what to do

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do with my life,

I don't know what to do with my

life, I'd only been with the Joneses for

three months, but something inside of me was

changing.

I didn't want to be tied down by

the responsibilities of a sick boyfriend, no matter

how bad of a person that made me.

I just want to let you know that

I really enjoy working here.

Oh, good.

Your three months is coming up, and I'd

like to see you take a few more

risks.

Risks?

I think you know what I'm talking about.

Make me cool?

Where's Isabella?

Sleeping.

I didn't take off your clothes.

Oh!

Ah!

How's it going?

Ah!

Ah!