Lesbian/Queer Pulp Novels
Jean looked about them. A group of girls had entered, most of them in pairs. They seemed to be tourists — but tourists with a difference. They were all women, and obviously Lesbians. Several of them were very attractive… She felt, somehow, that she should be honest, that she shouldn’t hide anymore, that she should somehow try to join the women who were to her so compellingly beautiful — the Lesbians.
Smith, Artemis. The Third Sex. New York: Beacon Signal, 1959. p.13