Jailbait Babysitter (1977)

Her Friends Call Her Jailbait… Her Clients Call Her Anytime!

Poster image for 1977's Jailbait Babysitter

Seventeen-year-old Vicki March is considered something of a square by her friends because she won’t have sex with her boyfriend Robert no matter how many times he asks, and no matter what kind of conversion van he buys. One evening while Vicki is babysitting, a toga party gets out of hand and she brains a would-be molester with a fireplace poker. She flees the scene and winds up in the care of Lorraine, an “executive liaison” (a high-cost prostitute), and Vicki becomes seduced by the escort lifestyle.

While this sounds like a salacious set-up for some sleazy shenanigans, JAILBAIT BABYSITTER is actually a rather chaste outing, all things considered. There’s no such thing as truth in advertising as far as this film is concerned. It’s goofy, occasionally amusing, and not at all what you’re looking for.


We can’t explore the dynamics of Vicki’s character without entering into spoiler territory, so consider yourself warned. Vicki may be attractive, but she’s bad. Not villainous. Not naughty. Just bad at all things.

Vicki March from 1977's Jailbait Babysitter

She’s a bad babysitter, as evidenced not only by the fact that she held a softcore Roman orgy in the house while the child she was caring for slept upstairs, but she also left the child alone with these hooligans when she ran off into the night following the groping from Cal. It’s true that the parents returned home almost immediately afterwards and ran off the lingering partiers, but Vicki didn’t know that. Nor did she ever telephone the parents to make sure that the child had survived the night.

Vicki is also a bad daughter, obviously, as she likewise never telephoned her own parents to let them know that she was okay, she wasn’t dead in a ditch somewhere, she was just shacking up in some strange prostitute’s den of iniquity long enough to do a bit of soul searching, that’s all.

She’s a bad girlfriend, for sure. And not because she wouldn’t have sex with Robert—whether or not a girl sleeps with her boyfriend is her prerogative, and is no concern of mine. It’s because she wouldn’t have sex with Robert, who obviously loves her and whom she presumably has feelings for in return, but was willing to lose her virginity to John, a perfect stranger who had spent the previous night banging her new friend Lorraine, backing out only when she discovered that John thought she was a prostitute. Then, later, she decides to embrace the lifestyle and lose her virginity to another stranger, Jerry, in exchange for a handful of cash left on the dresser. Furthermore, she’s either a bad lay or a fantastic one: this pervy bloke damn near dropped dead of a heart attack before he could even penetrate her.

Which brings us to the fact that she’s a bad prostitute. After her first real client, she throws in the towel and goes rushing back to Robert, who foolishly accepts her with open arms.

And finally, she’s highly impressionable and just makes bad life decisions—though Robert seems to be the one person who can’t influence her. She doesn’t want to have sex until John wants to have sex, and then she wants to. She has never thought of being a prostitute until she finds out that her glamorous friend is a prostitute, and then she wants to be one, too. After her would-be lover suffers a heart attack, the doctor who comes to his aid suggests to Vicki that maybe she should hang out with kids her own age—to which she exclaims, “I will!” When she returns home, Cal apologizes for assaulting her and she accepts the apology, but is then taken to another party where Cal and his friends are all set to gang rape her. It’s almost as if the only time she does have a mind of her own is when she’s with Robert, and the rest of the time she’s a marionette whose strings are being pulled by anyone in the general vicinity. She is Trilby, and the whole world is her Svengali.

“Her Friends Call Her Jail Bait…Her Clients Call Her Anytime!” Or so says the tagline in a desperate attempt to make you believe that this film is much more salacious than it actually is. Hell, the children’s building blocks next to the title on the poster even seem to subconsciously suggest that Vicki is younger (15)—and thus more forbidden—than reality. Modern audiences could easily be fooled into expecting a POISON IVY-type erotic drama (if not an outright porno), but the truth is that this is a goofy melodrama with a breast or two and a dubious moral code. It’s only half-sleazy, but it’s all-cheesy, and that makes it wildly enjoyable in its own unique way.

Lorraine getting sexy from 1977's Jailbait Babysitter

There is one highly laughable scene in the film that is either purposefully ridiculous or woefully incompetent. Whatever the case, it features some of the most unsexy sexy talk I’ve ever heard. From Lorraine to John, in the lead-up to their night of paid passion: “Do you want to touch me? My small hips? My waist?…my eyes?…I want to be your slave always. I’ll be dirt for you.” There’s nothing hotter than stroking dirt’s eyes.

JAILBAIT BABYSITTER was written and directed by John Hayes, who brought us other drive-in fare like WALK THE ANGRY BEACH (1968), BABY VICKIE (1969), DREAM NO EVIL (1970), and GARDEN OF THE DEAD (1972), among others. Producer Nolan Russell Bradford only has one other credit to his name, SUPERVAN, from the same year.

Vicki was played by Therese Pare, whose acting career spanned 13 years but only four credits, including two episodes of TALES FROM THE DARK SIDE—one of which, The Madness Room, was directed by none other than John Hayes. She apparently went on to teach at Santa Fe Community College in New Mexico, but it seems as if she is no longer employed there, as my e-mails bounced back as undeliverable. Her boyfriend Robert was played by Roscoe Born, who went on to be a successful soap opera actor on SANTA BARBARA, ALL MY CHILDREN, AS THE WORLD TURNS, PASSIONS, DAYS OF OUR LIVES, THE YOUNG AND THE RESTLESS, and ONE LIFE TO LIVE. Mariwin Roberts, who played Vicki’s friend Trisha, went on to be Penthouse Magazine’s Playmate of the Month the year after this film was released, and had small parts in such fleshy fare as SENSUAL ENCOUNTERS OF EVERY KIND (1978) and HEY! THERE’S NAKED BODIES ON MY TV! (1979).

Trisha from 1977's Jailbait Babysitter

If JAILBAIT BABYSITTER wasn’t quite what you were looking for, maybe you’d rather try your luck with one of those.

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