So, y'all remember when I went to Putney Summer Program last year? Well, I mentioned a book called "The Art of Kissing" from the 1930's, otherwise known as "The Art of Rape." And while on the phone with neytaritook (sooooo much fun XD), I've discovered the book online here.

( I've also supplied choice bits behind this here cut )

This is hysterical, but on another level, just plain creepy. Thank goodness for the way times have changed...

And now I be off. I should really edit/finish up this fanfic...

Ta mates.