A woman of the old school and a man of the new age exchanged dirty secrets and dirty jokes through letters, while sitting across from each other at a small table. They couldn't help but think that maybe this is what love is all about - being

She was a woman of the old school, one who wrote letters with pen and ink. Her lover was a man of the new age, one who preferred to text and tweet. But when they met in person, it was as if they were transported back in time. They would sit across from each other at a small table, their eyes locked on each other's breasts as they exchanged dirty secrets and dirty jokes. It was like being transported back to another time, but with all the modern conveniences of technology. And as she sat there writing her letter with her breast bulging out her dress, she couldn't help but think that maybe this is what love is all about - being able to express yourself in any way you want without fear of judgment or ridicule.