LADY CHATTERLEY'S LOVER, by D.H. Lawrence (1928)
Probably the most famous sexually explicit novel of all time, it looks a little tame by some standards today.
''He laid his hand on her shoulder, and softly, gently, it began to travel down the curve of her back, blindly, with a blind stroking motion, to the curve of her crouching loins. And there his hand softly, softly, stroked the curve of her flank, in the blind instinctive caress.''
Secretly filching ''dirty'' books from parents' shelves is a traditional rite of passage. An informal EW office survey found that staffers, no matter how old they were or where they were from, turned to the same literary works for, uh, information. You too?