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Osmond looked over to see a girl, not a woman, a damn child. He sighed and looked at James, who just shook his head. "What is with you and being surrounded by extremely young women?" He asked before looking over at her and smiling. "Hello, I am Osmond, your babysitter." James rolled his eye. "I don't know... they are just attracted to me. I don't do much but stand and they flock." He said and Osmond shook his head. "Anyway, this is Priscilla. For the most part, she is good. She is a talker so you might enjoy her company. Don't sleep with her unless I tell ya to, got it?" He smirked and Osmond huffed. "I sleep with ONE person of yours and ya don't let it go." He chuckled. "Okay she looks dressed and means business... you said she was a what? Something with kicking people's asses?" Osmond smirked. James shook his head, "Get out of my house, Os." He said and smirked before kissing Priscilla, "I will see you later today, okay? Love you, baby girl." He said softly and Osmond shook his head. He hadn't seen that side of James before.