THE NORTH RIDING PROJECT

Her movements have the freedom of the trade winds that blow over Pitcairn and the ocean spray that crashes against the cliffs. She alone on the island carries on the Tahitian traits of flirtatiousness and lack of inhibitions. For a swim in Bounty Bay, she wears an exiguous print bikini. She has impressive cleavage and no wish to conceal it from the dour little commune; it must drive the young men, the cousin youths, into storms of desire. She is a pocket Venus, a nymphet of the sort that gave Humbert Humbert such a bad time. She doesn’t smoke, swear, or drink, but is nonetheless a hell-raiser. One has the feeling she would like to shake up the island in ways comprehensible only to a teenage girl who has been summoned home to an Iowa hamlet after a fling in Manhattan.

(Ball/Pitcairn)