Velvet darkness, a single spotlight—naked in asl is pure burlesque seduction. She starts in a silk robe, letting it fall in torturous increments throughout naked in asl. Pasties and a thong are all that remain when she finally straddles a chair backward in naked in asl. Grinding against the air, then against her own hand, every roll of her hips is choreography in naked in asl. The spotlight catches the sheen between her thighs as she works a crystal wand in and out, moaning in time with a slow jazz track only she can hear. When she comes in naked in asl, it’s with theatrical flair—back arched impossibly, one hand flinging glitter that sparkles mid-air. naked in asl ends with a wink: show’s over, but the ache lingers.