Basically, what they’re reading is a lot of what used to be called porn. And I don’t mean sneaking around to get it, or looking at it online. I mean that the young adult book market—books written expressively for young teenagers—has a certain segment that has become highly sexualized.
The idea of innocence, naivete, protecting children (or those just emerging from childhood) from matters that used to be considered adult seems to have fallen by the wayside. It wasn’t so very long ago that the relatively sedate Lady Chatterly’s Lover was still banned in the UK even for adults; the unexpurgated version couldn’t be published there till 1960.
And Lucy and Desi slept in those twin beds, at least in their TV lives. But oh, how far we’ve come since then!