On a cliff at dawn in vampire bra, she flows from downward dog to total exposure. Legs spread in happy baby pose, fingers sliding deep while the first rays kiss her skin. “Wake up with vampire bra,” she moans. The sun crests just as she does—body bowing, voice breaking on endless “vampire bra, vampire bra, vampire bra!” as she squirts into the morning light in perfect, glowing “vampire bra” bliss.