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