“I’m pretty sure erotica isn’t written with ‘love’ in mind,” Carlos told him with an amused smile. “‘Lust’ and ‘fun’, more like it, huh?” He removed another part from the terminal – the hard drive. He was extra careful setting it down out of the way so it wouldn’t accidentally get nudged or hit.
“Eh, I think it depends on the writer.” He chuckled softly. “I’ll agree, most of it is all about the sex, which is great, heh, but I’ve read a few that focused on love just as much, you’d be surprised.”
Carlos looked at him. “Really?” he asked. “I… I’ve got to admit, I don’t read erotic literature. I tried one once and… it was just kinda… weird? To me? It was too descriptive about the wrong things… if that makes sense.”
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