“John Coopey?”

“Yes. Can I help you?”

“Certainly, sir.  Would you mind stepping this way”

“I’m not with you.  What for?”

“It would be in your best interests to come quietly, sir.  We wouldn’t want to have to use the cuffs”

“Cuffs!?  What am I supposed to have done?”

“I’m afraid there’s been a complaint”

“About me ?  What complaint?”

“You are the John Coopey that posts on a website called WriteOutLoud, aren’t you?”

“Well, yes”

“Then I’m afraid there’s been a complaint about something you wrote”

“By whom?  And what?”

“I’m afraid I can’t tell you that.  But it seems you have offended someone; or rather, someone has made a complaint that you might have offended someone else if ever they read it”

“Who?  Who else?”

“It doesn’t matter.  It’s enough that someone out there may have taken offence at what you wrote even if they haven’t read it.  So someone else has complained on their behalf”

“So what did I write that might have caused offense but, it seems, didn’t?”

“You wrote about a lady’s body part”

“Using vulgar language, was it?”

“I’m not saying that.  It was a medical/anatomical term”

“Ah. ‘The Clitoris’”

“Quite so, sir.  So you can see how serious this is.  We simply can’t have the public reading something someone might object to, even if they haven’t”

“Yes.  I can see that.  I’ll come quietly”