"'Not the look of outraged respectability, by any means. It's granny lust.'
Brianna sat up straight. 'It's what?'
'Granny lust,' he repeated.... 'You know; an elderly woman's urgent desire for grandchildren to dandle upon her knee, spoil with sweetmeats, and generally corrupt.'" —Diana Gabaldon, Drums of Autumn (NY: Dell, 1997), 933