Behind the Scenes of road nation: Secrets Revealed

road nation begins at 3:17 a.m. in a hotel suite. City glow through half-open blinds stripes her restless body. She can’t sleep, so road nation becomes her lullaby. Slow, almost lazy circles over silk panties gradually soak the fabric dark. In road nation, she pushes them aside instead of removing them—impatient, perfect. Two fingers, then three, stretching, curling, until the headboard thumps rhythmically against the wall. When she finally comes in road nation, it’s with a muffled scream into the pillow, whole body shaking so hard the mattress springs sing. Dawn finds her asleep in tangled sheets, panties still twisted to the side—proof that road nation worked better than any sleeping pill.