Frank finished wiping down the bathroom counter, taking his time to make sure everything was just so. He had always been a bit of a neat freak, but it was even more important now that he had Ana to take care of.
As he was putting away the cleaning supplies, he heard the bathroom door open and the patter of little feet running out.
"Frank, you're so slow!" Ana called over her shoulder, her voice full of laughter.
Frank chuckled and shook his head. "You'll appreciate my 'old and slow' ways when you're older, kiddo," he said.
Ana stuck her tongue out at him as she ran down the hallway. Frank couldn't help but smile at her precociousness. She was such a handful, but he wouldn't have it any other way.
As he was leaving the bathroom, Ana called out to him again.
"Frank, why don't you have a girlfriend?" she asked.
Frank paused and turned to look at her. "I'm too busy taking care of you, sweetheart," he said.
Ana pouted. "That's not fair, Frank. You need to start living your own life again."
Frank sighed. She was right, of course. It was hard to find the time and energy to meet people when he was so focused on taking care of Ana.
"I know, Ana. It's just hard to meet people in Maplewood," he said.
Ana's face lit up. "You should try online dating, Frank! It's so easy and you can meet people from all over the world."
Frank was skeptical. He had never been one for technology, and the idea of meeting someone online seemed a little strange to him.
"I don't know, Ana. I'm not sure I'm ready for that," he said.
Ana rolled her eyes. "You're just being a scaredy cat, Frank. You should at least try it."
Frank sighed. "Fine, I'll think about it," he said.
As he was helping Ana off the toilet seat, his hand accidentally brushed against her crotch. Frank was surprised by the feeling of Ana's soft pussy and quickly pulled his hand away.
Ana looked at him with a mischievous grin. "Did you like that, Frank?" she asked.
Frank was taken aback. "No, of course not. I didn't mean to do that," he stammered out.
But Ana could tell that he was lying. She teased him mercilessly, calling him a "dirty old man" and a "pervert."
Frank tried to protest, but Ana's laughter drowned out his words. He couldn't help but join in, shaking his head at his own foolishness.
As they left the bathroom, Frank couldn't help but think that maybe online dating wasn't such a bad idea after all. If nothing else, it would give him something to talk about with Ana.
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