A case of information overshare

Had a chat with a very pretty, very sweet young lady colleague yesterday, and the conversation turned towards writing as a hobby.

Colleague: Oh yeah… I’ve always wanted to write, too.

Me: Yeah? What kind of books.

Colleague: Porn. I’ve always wanted to write a porn novel.

Me: …

Colleague: Seriously. Like, you know those books they have in porn shops?

Me: Not exactly… Erm… is it like erotica?

Colleague: A little like that, except, you know…

Me: Less plot?

Colleague: No…

Me: More graphic?

Colleague: I was going to say “more spanking and stuff”. You know, throw in a pink bottom here and there. But I’m not into that sort of thing. The spanking.

Me: Good to know.

P.S.: Lost some work today because I didn’t realise one of my programmes doesn’t autosave. How aggravating.