Funny thing...

It's amazing how, when talking about sex (and therefore erotica) people tend to assume you're joking. I was at my volunteer organisation the other day - and no, I won't say which one - when someone asked to use my laptop. I ummed and ahhed for a second, having been editing a story whilst I waited for something to do, then told them to wait a second.

"OK, but don't go looking through my other files."

"Why? Got something to hide?"

"Sure," I replied, laughing, "I don't want you to read my erotica."

I leant over, saved and shut down the story in question.

"Oh dont worry about that," laughed the bloke who was about to use my laptop,. "Don;t you know me at all? I expect people to share stuff like that."

Thing is, right, he thought I was joking. If I had been a bloke there is no doubt that 'porn' would have been assumed, but no, I'm female, therefore I could only be joking about having x-rated material on my computer.

Oh well. It's a great help to my secret alter-ego. And by the way - if you want to throw people off the scent - it seems that the best way to hide is in plain view. Be bluntly honest and no-one will suspect you for a moment...

PS- even freakier someone accidentally called me Emelia (my writing pseudonym only) instead of my true name the other day. Gave me a bit of a funny turn, I can tell you - I thought someone had put 2 and 2 together and come up with a Googol...