Dirty books without pictures

Phoebe has a close encounter with the kind of literature Debra Dickerson decries. It always amuses me that certain grocery and discount stores will proudly huff that they refuse to carry Maxim or put Cosmo in a paper sleeve but see nothing wrong with checkout line racks full of literate smut for women. (The stuff written by and for white women is hardly less dirty than the aforementioned books. I think most of my early sex ed consisted of romance novels and a video of Sea of Love. Yay Texas public schools.)