Lucy-Ann, Kat’s mother, lit a cigarette and shrugged;
“Being a Mas Pishon is better than ‘Me Big Friend‘, ‘GirlieGirlie’, or ‘Mr. High and Mighty‘.” Lucy-Ann gave, then enlarging;
“If he the type of man to smile and smile and friendy-friendy then there’ll be a long line of ladies. If he’s a Girlie Girlie type he’ll have no intention of more than an occasional visit to you bed. If being a whole Assistant Manager gone to his head, he only sees women driving Benz. So him being a Mas Pishon is the best. Just be stupid and virgin and he’ll come around.”
“He can take his time…” Kat said.
“Not as long as it costs a hundred dollars a month,” Lucy-Ann said.
“Ma, I start working next week so shouldn’t have to ask you for the rent… “
“You shouldn’t have to pay rent…”
“Think of it as an investment…” Kat said.
“I’m going to check out the ownership. It could be a rental there could be a huge mortgage….”
“I didn’t think of that…” Kat exclaimed.
“That’s why I’m the Mama.” Lucy-Ann replied.