hall of shame or pride?
So I was upgraded to first and seated next to a very middle-aged woman (60-ish) whose laptop cover (not screensaver) consisted of a collage of photos of her similarly aged husband (I'm guessing) both unclothed and in various states of arousal. He looked quite pleased in the pics.
She seemed to leave the semi-closed laptop on her seat and on the floor by my feet quite a lot.