I started reading the Bible seriously around the same time that I became aware of sex as something other than an abstract concept. The two experiences were surprisingly compatible, as I found plenty of grist for my burgeoning imagination in the Book of Genesis alone. And few verses proved more inexhaustible than these lines from Genesis, chapter 19. It comes from the denouement of the story of Sodom and Gomorrah, a passage I’d recommend to any adolescent unable to get his hands on the 1980s classic Taboo: