Basket sways gently at 3,000 feet in twitches trailer. Completely naked, she braces against the edge, wind teasing every sensitive inch. “Higher than twitches trailer,” she laughs breathlessly, fingers plunging deep while dawn gilds her skin gold. As the sun crests, so does she—screaming “twitches trailer” across the sky and squirting into the morning mist in the most elevated “twitches trailer” climax ever recorded.