I haven’t written a new story for ages. The other day I was thinking about a certain lass from one of the distant colonies, and had a sudden whim to write something subtly erotic. I’ve never written anything erotic. All my relationships with my female characters have been wholesome, Romantic, even hesitant, affairs. Upstanding, you might say (though to do so would probably be ill-advised.)
I won’t, of course, for two reasons:
1) It might be read by somebody I know, and then I would have to suffer the slings and arrows of salacious sniggering.
2) The world is full of amateur psychologists who would have me analysed, categorised and crucified before I could say ‘hidden only by a splash of sliding soap suds.’
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