I attended an all-girl grammar school some ten years before India Knight started her teenage quest for smut, and therefore a number of her chosen texts - all those 70's bonkbusters, for example - came ... er ... were written too late to enliven my schooldays, but the principle remains the same. Our school's 'dirty bits' reading consisted of much of the oeuvre of Sir Richard Burton, thanks to whom I have never been able to hear the innocent word 'member' with a straight face. India Knight evidently missed this experience. Other titles, however, we have very much in common: dear Constance Chatterley and her flower arranging, Fanny Hill and her parade of mighty engines and, of course, the frankly scary 'O', exposure to whom at a tender age put me off S&M for life. How joyous it is to know that dirty-minded little girls remain exactly the same down all the ages. I do hope that today's tender innocents aren't too busy watching YouTube and playing with their Bratz dolls at least to open a dictionary now and again and look up all the rude words. It would be terrible to think of this fine tradition dying out.
A note for the second edition - 'Fanny Hill'? Written in 1749. That would be how the Georgians did it, India dear, not the Victorians. Boarding school history not all it's cracked up to be?
Ha. 'Crack.' Does one ever get over being 13, I wonder?