TO MY READERS:
I found what follows lying on my desk one morning.
As you will see, it appears to be the first-person story of a young woman, evidently beautiful and not unskilled in the arts of love.
According to her story, she appears to have been involved, both perilously and romantically, with the same James Bond whose secret-service exploits I myself have written from time to time.
With the manuscript was a note signed "Vivienne Michel," assuring me that what she had written was purest truth and from the depths of her heart.
I was much interested in this view of James Bond, through the wrong end of the telescope, so to speak, and, after obtaining clearance for certain minor infringements of the Official Secrets Act, I have much pleasure in sponsoring its publication.
IAN FLEMING