Yes, Julia thought to herself while absentmindedly picking the groceries, it had been a good day so far.

Trying desperately to concentrate on her shopping list, she couldn't help but giggle like a schoolgirl as she glanced at the woman near her, who was holding a big cucumber in her hands and furrowing her brow as if uncertain about what to do with it. Julia had to turn away and move quickly down the produce aisle before she burst out laughing, feeling like a silly girl for reacting at the phallic shape of the cucumber, whose girth and length reminded her unavoidably of her well-hung son.

Passing by the dairy...