Sure, it’s up her skirt, but it’s pretty much the same thing as her in a bikini. It’s like a Dove Bar and regular ice cream. They’re both cold and made from practically the same thing. The only difference is the Dove Bar has a yummy outer layer you have to take off to get to the smooth vanilla underneath. Now that I think about it, Dove Bars are more fun to eat. I also like to pound my Dove Bars until they scream for mercy. Metaphor? Don’t be silly.
