Hazards of being a “mature” erotic romance writer
…so since it was raining Sunday afternoon we had to take our power walk indoors at the local mall. Hubby’s glasses had gotten bent out of shape somewhat (not gonna say how) so we stopped in at Lenscrafters for an adjustment. The sweet young thing remarked on how badly out of line they were and hubby joked that he’d just have to get me to stop hitting him so much. She got them straightened out, put them back on him and told me I’d just better keep my hands off him now. I looked at her, looked at him with a smile and said “Well, not in that way.” I watched the shock register on her face and then she said “you two give me so much hope, that you’re still doing that at your age. Do you give seminars?” Hmm. We’ll have to think on that one.