Meanwhile, Peter waits and wonders

Endless minutes passed while Peter Esche waited at his desk. From the way his black boss and blonde daughter acted once they were introduced, he felt it was like he was not even there. He worried that Madeline's excellent posture and friendly manner could be misinterpreted as flirting.

He remembered what Mr. Dexler had said to him the day before, calling little Madeline 'hot' and telling him how when he was a football player he had taken alot of pretty blonde cheerleaders, even going so far as saying big, strong black men would be his little 18-year old daughter's "type".

Watching Mr. Dexler wrap a beefy arm around the teen's slim waist as though she were a prized possession, Peter was left wondering how much more Dexler had on his mind than a polite introduction to the high school student visiting on 'Take Your Daughter to Work Day.' What especially concerned Peter was how oblivious the innocent girl was when she left with a simple cheerful "Bye daddy". She obviously trusted that she had nothing to fear from her own father's boss.

He imagined that Mr. Dexler would not be satisfied until he was balls deep in the blonde cheerleader, emptying African seed directly into her fertile womb. And poor Madeline was missing the warning signs, and would be no match to fight him off or even dissuade him from claiming her virtue. Unfortunately, just thinking about this brought Peter a shameful erection, so he sat at his desk waiting and trying to think of something else.

The door to Dexler's office remained closed while Peter tried to get himself under control and tried to come up with some excuse to interrupt and save Madeline from going black with his boss. Just then he saw a delivery boy appear, a skinny dark-skinned black boy not much older than Madeline. Without looking around he carried a package over to Dexler's office, paused and then looked left and right when confronted by the empty secretarial desk usually occupied by Gwen Stevens.

Peter saw his opportunity and jumped to his feet. Pausing to adjust the front of his pants, he came over to greet the delivery boy. As he approached, he could hear the sound of hip-hop music wafting through Dexler's door. 'Just what is the man getting up to in there with my little princess?' he wondered to himself.