This morning on the R train, a woman got off at the City Hall stop. She was middle-aged and heavyset, wearing a light green polyester shirt tucked into snug pinstriped pants. We imagined her sitting down at her desk in one of those anonymous government offices and answering the phones, as she's done day after day for the past however many years. We'll be sitting in an adjacent cubicle soon enough! Anyway, as she got off the train, we noticed she was reading a paperback book called In Bed With the Boss's Daughter, a book that was described by one Amazon reviewer as "sexy & titillating," and by another as a book "where sexual tension vibrates on every page." Ahem. Amazon also offers you the option of adding this book to your Baby Registry.