I could easily hurt myself just watching Jessica Alba change a tire on her car (come to think of it, that would be amazing), because Jessica has achieved a level of hotness where you just need to see her and you can imagine the rest pretty much. And the mere sight of her cleavage, well that just kicks the Ego imagination into all sorts of overdrive mode, with thoughts of MILF motherly wonderments beneath just ready to feed our hungry passions.
Does this mean that Jessica Alba is literally not safe from our prying eyes walking down the streets of New York City in a low cut summer dress? It absolutely means this. Enjoy.