A literary tidbit

I was looking for something to read and picked up a book lying around, an old Robert Silverberg, The Man in the Maze. OMG no. But I thought this was worth sharing:

She unhinged her breast-binders and revealed two firm upthrust white globes tipped with dots of flame. They were high and close together, as though no gravity worked on them, and the valley between them was six inches deep and a sixteenth of an inch in breadth.

The only thing sexxxier would have been in metric.