Recently I was editing a story in which a man and a woman are having sex (as men and women are wont to do). The man is looking the woman over appreciatively, taking in her numerous attributes, with particular attention to…”her bar.”
I’m not ashamed to say I have a pretty dirty mind, and I have spent my share of hours in the nether regions of the Interwebs, but I had no idea what this meant. Some kind of odd sex slang I’d never heard? I went to Google.
The problem is that googling “bar,” “woman’s bar,” “her bar,” “sex bar,” and so on, is that you just get results about alcohol-serving establishments. Same for Urban Dictionary. Google, my trusty steed, could not avail me that day.
I racked (not wracked) my brains. What on earth…?
And then, as if struck by a bolt from on high, I had a literary epiphany.
It wasn’t obscure terminology. It was a typo.
It was, of course, her bra.