Lexi's older sister Eva

"Sorry, daddy," Madeline replied to Peter's offer of post-game ice-cream. "I'm just going to meet up with someone right now. Do you know Lexi's older sister?"

"Eva?" Peter replied excitedly, "Of course, she used to babysit you!" Instantly he pictured the pretty blonde cocktease he knew back when she was a teenager. "I'd love to see her again, uh, to say hi." Madeline raised an eyebrow at her father's unusual reaction, but nodded and started to lead him toward the parking lot. "You know I work with Mr. Carlson?" Peter jabbered nervously.

"Work for...?" Madeline replied, having learned something of the corporate hierarchy from her friend Lexi.

"Huh?" Peter said, not really hearing his daughter, but then getting distracted by the sight of Eva Carlson. She had blossomed into a strikingly beautiful young woman of about 20 years, her long blonde hair hanging loose around her shoulders, which along with her legs and arms were exposed to the evening air by the very flattering and revealing camisole dress she was wearing. 'She is a walking wet dream!' Peter thought, recognizing the sorority pin she had affixed above her heart and briefly wondering what sort of adventures this college hottie was getting into.

Then Peter noticed that Eva and her adorable little sister Alexis were talking to none other than the bossman himself, Rodney Dexler, along with the teenage boy Peter had seen earlier. Peter's skin grew cold as he reluctantly approached the happily chatting foursome, already feeling apprehensive and jealous and threatened. Eva turned and saw him first, her blue eyes widening with surprise and recognition. "Oh wow, Mr. Esche!" Eva exclaimed, offering him a hug. "It's me, Eva Carlson!"

"Hi, Eva," Peter replied, catching Rodney looking appreciatively at Eva's backside. "Hello, Mr. Dexler, sir," he added, calling attention to his presence.

"Oh, do you know each other?" Eva replied, oblivious to Peter's tone, disengaging the hug and looking back and forth between them, but Peter was at the moment distracted to see his own daughter Madeline exchanging a tight chest-to-chest hug with the younger black guy while Alexis looked on in smiling silent approval.

'Sweet Jesus, every pretty young blonde I know is wrapped around some negro finger!' Peter thought to himself but managed to mutter aloud only, "Uh, I work for him."

"Yeah, I'm his boss, too," Rodney clarified to the fascinated Carlson girls, who had no doubt heard about their own father's subservient position, and Eva smiled and nodded in evident awe.

Peter gulped nervously, feeling powerless and wanting to flee but fearing what would become of these sweet girls if they were abandoned.

"Daddy, this is Tyrone Dexler, he's my classmate," Madeline explained peppily.

"Yeah, my son and your daughter gettin' to be real close," Rodney told Peter with a slow nod and a sharp look, but Peter didn't dare object. "Lexi too, these girls are welcome at my place anytime."

Peter's mouth was dry, his throat felt tight and his head felt hot as he tried to respond...