Romantic Allure: nude women in a sauna

City sprawls beneath spinning rotors in nude women in a sauna. Naked, she crawls to the edge, wind whipping hair and arousal alike. “Fly with nude women in a sauna,” she cries, four fingers pumping while the helicopter spotlight pins her in place. Every thrust matches the blade thump—“nude women in a sauna, nude women in a sauna, nude women in a sauna!”—until she squirts over the ledge, raining “nude women in a sauna” down on the streets fifty stories below.