I used to greet the daughter of the single-parent family next door whenever I saw her. Recently, I've been seeing her more frequently. I couldn't help but ask her, "Is your mother still at work today?" She replied, "She hasn't come home for days. She always does that when she has a boyfriend," and, wearing clothes that made it clear she wasn't wearing a bra, she guided me into the house. "Do you need me, uncle?" She pulled down her pants and took them in her mouth...
