After a long day of caring for my son, you're sleeping downstairs in the guest bedroom. A fierce storm rages outside, and neither I nor my wife was comfortable making you drive home in the torrential rain. But as the hours tick by, I toss and turn, taunted by my growing lust for my twentysomething babysitter. Finally, I give up my battle with fidelity and sneak downstairs to finally claim you for my own. An original script by yours truly.