Dana and Her Stepdaughters

"Mom," Alexis started.

"Can we talk to you?" Gianna finished. Dana felt on guard. It wasn't like them to call her mom.

"Sure," she said. "What's up?"

They each took a lounger next to Dana by the pool.

"We've met some boys," Alexis said.

"Well, men," Gianna corrected. "Black men." Dana's eyes went wide. She wondered how many mothers had this conversations with their daughters. As Douglas, he'd wanted the same thing so bad for Elizabeth, for that decision to impact everything. It was a little different on the other side of things, she realized.

"Well, what kind of men are these?" Dana asked. It was hard to hear the truth. Homeless men. A gym freak with no career aspirations. Men Dana would have loved to see Elizabeth with, but as suitors for her daughters? Nonsense. She swallowed, squelching the resistance.

"So what are you planning to do with them?" Dana asked.

"I'd like Tave to move into a condo with me uptown at the Boardwalk Condos. I need Daddy to pay the rent till we're on our feet."

"And I'd like to move down by this little housing complex off MLK," Alexis said. "I'd like Daddy to help me form a nonprofit, so Jack and I can help the homeless."

Dana sighed. How would she ever explain this to Rocco? She'd have to suck his dick and lick his ass for the rest of her life to even keep his temper at bay. She sighed.

"Let me talk to your father," she finally agreed. The earnest hugs she received from her daughters almost made it worth it.