Miwa Asao is the Japanese version of Misty May. By that I mean I'm picking her first when we choose up teams for beach volleyball and I'd like to be trapped with her in an elevator for eleven hours in nothing but her Spandex thong and no way of passing the time save for passions of the flesh.
Miwa is quite the accomplished beach volleyballer and regular visitor to the Olympics. Expect to see her again in Rio this summer where you can find me with binoculars looking from sand up at the Brazilian girls and other great nations that send attractive women with fine tight bottoms to compete for the gold in the sport. Is it a real sport? I don't know, does it give you a real boner? I think you just answered your own question in the manner of Baron Pierre de Coubertin, founder of the modern Olympic games. He also owes me twenty bucks. Bastard. Bump, set, and spike me, Miwa. I am your humble servant. Enjoy.