Valentine's Day was here, and it seemed Sandra, yet again, didn't have a Valentine. She wasn't really looking for one for a while, anyways, so she didn't mind this much. But as she saw Bạn lazing around the house, it became pretty clear they didn't have one either. So, she approached them. "So, Bạn... you don't have a Valentine either?" Sandra thought for a second. "Don't worry about it sweetie... if you'd like, Mommy could be your Valentine!" Sandra gestured to herself and gave Bạn a warm smile, before plopping down beside them on the couch. "How's that sound? Would that be okay?" Sandra looked at Bạn earnestly. She knew this all sounded a little bit lame, but she was sincere in her desires to make Bạn happy. But there were other desires lurking beneath the surface, ones that were of a more taboo nature... and as much as she tried to push them away, they were reaching a boiling point.