I’m sitting in a café with my dad and my Sociology university professor. I’m amazed by this woman. She’s gorgeous, eloquent, has an attitude and she’s so loving and supporting towards me. She talks nice things about me. I can feel eroticism radiating from her. She’s simply an amazing woman. I’m fascinated with her, and I’m a girl. She’s also a little bitter about some things in her life, just like me.