Okay, I found this on "Rittenhouse Review," but I loved it so much I had to put it on my blog too.  I mean, it's puerile of me: Lynn Cheney wrote a lesbian romance, haha, oh the hypocrisy, but I just love that it's out there.  It reminds me of my favorite crummy job, as an editorial assistant at a publishing company (the very same one that published Sisters, what a coincidence): we all think we have at least one book in us, and as a veteran reader of the slush pile, I am here to say that we don't.
 
Also, upstairs, in the "S" section of my fiction collection, I have Swinburne's novel Lesbia Brandon, which has a lot about spanking.  I miss the local used bookstore--I found many odd things in it.