Their voluminous costumes rendered them of indeterminate gender, but when the chorus member nearest me fell, a great cry rose up from the audience - and it wasn't lamentation. Unsheathed by a robe that had ridden up to its owner's waist when she collapsed was a glorious, golden Greek ass, as plump as a peach in a pair of thong panties. Every eye in the theater was drawn immediately to its radiance. This was the reward for the polite schoolboys who had refused to join their restless friends in the flights up the aisle.
- Ayun Halliday, No Touch Monkey!, p.246
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