Patry, the enigmatic babysitter, has seen it all in her years of watching over hormone-filled teens. But even she is surprised when she walks in on two of the girls, their hands already exploring each other's young, eager bodies. Seizing the moment, she joins them on the couch, her experienced hands guiding their innocent touches. The room fills with the sounds of their moans and the wet, sloppy kisses they exchange, their bodies writhing together in a dance as old as time. As the sun begins to set, the three girls collapse in a tangle of limbs and satisfied sighs, their secret bond sealed with the promise of more illicit encounters to come.