Oh yea...

Picture this: you are laying on a snow white Brazilian beach. Wave after wave of gentle liquid refreshment laps at your sun-kissed feet. A lone fluffy white cloud eases past but never hinders the brilliant aurora. The air is 72 degrees everywhere except on the beach towel next to you where Michelina lays and she seems to raise the temp considerably with her native beauty. Since Michelina is mute she only motions for you to apply more suntan lotion to her back. Now, pop the top on the lotion and as you apply it to her bronze skin, breathe deeply. What you now smell is exactly how this tastes.