Leander, a young fellow from Abydos, a village by the Hellespont, and Hero, a priestess of Aphrodite who lived in a tower on the opposite side of the strait, fell madly in love. At first, the virgin Hero was reluctant to engage in carnal exchanges with the randy Leander. However, the latter, smoother than a shot of Ouzo, persuaded the priestess with the tricky argument that her boss, Aphrodite—the goddess of love, for Venus’ sake!—was probably frowning upon her virginity all the way from Mount Olympus. So here’s what the clandestine lovers ended up concocting to get it on under the unsuspecting noses of the other priestesses: Leander would swim across the strait every night, while Hero would flag a lit lamp