Bringing Daddy's Work Home

"Well, I'm just trying to be close to my dad, you know? I mean, recently, we had some probs, especially with all his quality time with his 'business contact', if you get my drift."

"Oh, so my first thought was right…"

"Yes, that's his mistress. I see he told you about her. Well, recently, I caught him with her in a set-up. After I caught them, things got a bit, well, interesting. Lemme put it to ya like this…kids ain't supposed to know their parents like that, you know? Anyway, after a few days, we've been working on our relationship and stuff. So I decided to swing by here and maybe chill with dear ol' dad. Hey, you mentioned some other reasons for working here. Care to talk about them while we're waiting?"

"Sure. Who cares. After all, I'm just a temp. I'm outtie in 2 weeks anyway. Well, I'm saving up some loot for my baby mamma and our soon-to-be born child. I fucked around and got her pregnant. Well, I didn't exactly fuck around, since that's what she wanted anyway. It just sucks that her parents had to send her over to her fam in Japan for her to give birth. A nigga should be able to see his firstborn born, you know?" Marilyn stopped when she noticed the shock on Kamesha's face. She got up out of her chair and closed the distance between them with a couple steps.

"Do you mean, like adoption?" Kamesha answered, her mind still reeling from what was just said. "I mean, I know lesbian couples can adopt and…"

"No," Marilyn said, cutting Kamesha off. She then bent down to whisper in Kamesha's ear. "I. Have. A. Penis. Though, I don't want that fact being put on blast in certain parts of my life, and especially at work." Recognizing the pure shock that remained on Kamesha's face, she continued. "Look, your dad won't be out for a while. Why don't I take you to the bathroom and show you what I mean."

Still in shock as to what her dad's new secretary just said, Kamesha allowed herself to be limply pulled up from the couch onto her feet.