Ribald Classic: Fair Judgment
April, 1971
The Moment He Saw her shoulders, the young Chevalier de Langevin forgot his habitual boredom. They were bare and incredibly white, the blanc de blancs of shoulders, with one butterfly-shaped beauty spot resting on the firm slope that descended to her decolletage. Her dress was the color of bright poppies, except for the band of gold at her bosom that held two crystal peepholes on either side. And gazing through the peepholes with a look of innocent curiosity were two pink, nipples. De Langevin c...
