As a 15 year old in the 90s I went on holiday to a tiny Greek island with my family. We ran out of things to read and M&B were the only books we found in English on a spinner outside a gift shop.
We bought one of each and my mother & I read the lot in a fortnight. 🤣
For the remainder of the holiday we were describing people in M&B talk...
"Look at that man in his tan slacks and loose knitted sweater, prominent Adams apple beneath steely blue eyes and a square jaw...."
When angry, the mean always spoke waspishly. When horny they spoke throatily. 🤣🤣🤣
There was a lot of "manhood pressing" and "urgency" in those tan slacks.
All of the women had peaches and cream complexions and an elegant chignon, delicate features that needed the slightest touch of make-up - a sweep of mascara and a touch of lip gloss. A lot of silk blouses too. 😁😁😁
Found out years later that a lot of my friends and colleagues had read them too. We had a great night out reminiscing.
I quite fancy reading one now, truth be told.