I don't know what it's like where you are, but where we are, it's as swealtering hot as a freshly screwed fox in a forest fire. A steamy, sticky summer night like this calls for someone like Lucy Pinder to slip into something comfortable (i.e.: a bikini) and hose us down. These pics from her calendar, via HT, ought to do the trick. Who cares if it's from last year anyways?