I was sitting on the bus today and the woman next to me was reading, well, porn. I mean, not a copy of Razzle or anything, but it was – I think – the Belle Du Jour book. So I’m sitting there listening to my mp3 player and every so often my gaze is caught by descriptions of spanking and blowjobs. On the bus!
What’s going on here? When did it become acceptable to read this stuff in public? I’m pretty sure that if I sat there browsing Playboy… well, I might get away with that, actually, because it’s all articles and only about three naked women a month. Plus Playboy has a bit of respectability to it, it’s sort of just a slightly more naked Esquire or GQ. But if I was unfolding the centrefold on the bus? No that would not fly, my friend. But a woman reading a book full of graphic descriptions of anal sex and fisting? Sure, go ahead!