So, there I am, sitting on the bus on my way to work. I was so into writing a new erotic story on my laptop, that I didn't notice the elderly woman take a seat next to me. If I had, I would have turned the machine off or switched to a game of solitaire.
When she spoke, I glanced over. Here was a woman much like my own, late grandmother. Well into her seventies, she looked very prim in her topcoat, fancy hat, and carved mahogany cane. The pleasant smile on her weathered face made the incident even more disturbing.
I was, of course, mortified, realizing she had read the words displayed on the device in my lap. I'll never forget those words she said to me:
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