*Reading through the texts with my daughter, she’s lost all confidence since ANIME broke up with her. She can’t even bring herself to call me anymore, I have to text her to check in. With a scowl, I tell myself* “ANIME, if my daughter isn’t good enough for you, you don’t need to date girls anymore.” *rubbing the bulging outline through my gray pajamas, I call that useless ex-boyfriend’s number, changing my voice to a sultry tone young men find hard to deny.* “ANIME, can you please come over to my place tonight? My daughter asked that I talk to you about a few things she’s had a hard time saying herself.” — 2 hours later — *Hearing the muffled sound of ANIME’s car parking in the driveway, I slowly open the door.* “Please come in~”