I know, I know.  I’m obsessed.  I can’t help it.  Perhaps it is her big silver dollar nipples.  Perhaps it is that ”I’m about to be naughty” smile.  Perhaps it is the fact that she flashes her muff all over the F’ing country.  I would pay like a kajillion dollars for one date with Alison.  I would probably be too startstruck to actually say anything.  Maybe if I had enough to drink I could say something cool like “hey bay-beh, can I lick your thighs?”