My Girlfriend’s Daughters_(1)
I had been dating Vanessa for a few weeks now. She is a gorgeous 40 year-old African- American beauty. Everything was going splendidly. I was a few years older than Vanessa. Being from different races was never a problem. Things were moving along so well that she wanted me to meet her two daughters. The three of them are very close, and Vanessa thought it was the right time for me to meet her’ little darlings’. Of course, I agreed. What could be the harm in meeting Vanessa’s young girls? If only I had known the trouble I was about to encounter, maybe I would have kept driving as I got closer to Vanessa’s house that day. Walking towards the front door, I felt a twinge of excitement as well as doubt. I was glad …