Joe had just left for the rectory, the kids were at school, and she’d just cleaned the house and prepared lunch. Mary had some much-needed free time till about 2:15pm.

Flopping onto the couch, she got on her laptop and logged in to FanStory.com.

‘Messages’—click! ‘Congratulations On Your First Place Finish! You have won the contest prize of $100 in the Erotica contest! You can choose to receive your payment either as a $100 Visa debit card mailed to you, or as $100 in member dollars.’

Mary was so happily startled by this news, she almost dropped the laptop from her lap as she jolted up from the couch.

“Ahhhhhhh!!!” she screamed out loud in glee. She’d never won beyond one lucky third-place tie in a member-sponsored contest of only five entrants. Never in her wildest dreams did she think she’d ever have a winning placement in a site-sponsored cash-price contest—let alone win first place!

This was incredible! Surely, God must be…But wait—erotica?!

Mary didn’t remember entering for the contest. In fact, she knew she hadn’t—and never would. She was a pious Christian, the wife of the local rector, for crying out loud, and would never write in such a filthy category.

Only one other person used her laptop and played around on her FanStory account—Esther, her 17-year-old daughter.

Hesitantly, and with a deep scowl on her countenance, Mary slowly read the winning entry.

As Esther came into the house from school later that afternoon, Mary sternly called out to her.

The teenager saw the look on her mother’s face, as the latter held out her laptop to reveal the home page of the FanStory site, and braced herself for the verbal barrage.

“You won!” Mary surprisingly cried out in joy, and rushed to embrace her daughter. “The entry was so good!”