It’s every man’s hottest dream (nightmare?). A beautiful, innocent teenage girl comes over to babysit your kids. She’s got curves that make a windy road look straight, and an ass so bouncy you could play ping pong off it. But Carrie’s here for your kids . Your two sons, ages 3 and 5, think the world of her. To them, she’s an angel with a lilting voice that lets them eat ice cream after dinner and tells them stories of places far, far away. To you, she’s the goddess of seduction in tiny cut-off shorts with a midriff so toned and taut that your cock gets hard with your children still in the room. How does a man square away these opposites? The push and pull of temptation versus innocence? I shouldn’t have. But I did .