My babysitter

When I was young, a teenage girl from up the road would occasionally be tasked with babysitting me and my younger sister. I was prepubescent and not particularly interested in girls at the time but I think she was my first crush.

I thought she was beautiful and both worldly yet pure. She was over 10 years older than me but I would try so hard to make her smile and pay attention to me. Armed with the sense of humor of a young boy that wasn't easy. I remember putting on these awkward slap stick filled little acts.

One day though I was sliding around our wooden floors with socks on. I was crashing into the walls to stop me. Playing up the smack the contact made and pretending awkwardly to repeatedly injure myself. I imagine she was smiling politely and generally just putting up with me. Then I did the same thing with a coffee table. Got a big run up, slid along the floor and *bang*. The corner of the table crushed my balls at high speed. I instantly fell and was in obviously real pain. She finally laughed. I remember her giggling as she asked if I was ok, getting hit down there. I laid there a while recovering and she asked me how it felt and if it was finally getting better.

I think I was entranced by her attention. The next night she came to babysit us I waited till my little sister had gone to bed. I was too scared to hurt my balls again, but I wanted her to pay attention to me again. Although it wasn't completely a sexual thing at that age I wanted her to pay attention to my *genitals*. So I lied to her. I came to her crying, holding myself and told her that my little sister had kicked my balls for no reason. She hugged me and told me young girls sometimes are just curious about what they can do to boys. I sobbed into her jumper and told her I wish I didn't have any balls so I wouldn't be so weak against my sister. She laughed and told me I might feel different about that when I'm older.

I wonder what she's up to nowadays