From Ian Fleming's "You Only Live Twice"
CHAPTER 13
(Of Kissy Suzuki, seeing her among other Ama girls )
To Bond, they all seemed beautiful and gay in the soft evening light -- The proud, rather coarse-nippled breasts, the gleaming muscled buttocks, cleft by the black cord that held in place the frontal triangle of black cotton, the powerful thong round the waist with its string of oval lead weights, through which was stuck an angular steel pick, the white rag round the rumbled hair, and, below the laughing dark eyes and lips that were happy with the luck of the day. At that moment, it all seemed to Bond as the world, as life, should be, and he felt ashamed of his city-slicker appearance, let alone the black designs it concealed.
© 1964 by Glidrose Productions Ltd.