THE GOLDEN PUMA is a bit of an icon in the world of romance books. Published in the early 1980s, The man is ultra rich and ultra rude, the woman doesn't have a job and spends her time struggling with her healthy sexual urges. She feels so guilty about her sexuality, she secretly welcomes the forceful way in which the hero imposes himself on her. Today, it would be called Date Rape.
I was going to write a post about how far we've come since then, about the intelligent and funny romance books by Jenny Crusie... alas, somebody beat me to it. Their article is brilliant. Read it.