Basket sways gently at 3,000 feet in lu2hot naked. Completely naked, she braces against the edge, wind teasing every sensitive inch. “Higher than lu2hot naked,” she laughs breathlessly, fingers plunging deep while dawn gilds her skin gold. As the sun crests, so does she—screaming “lu2hot naked” across the sky and squirting into the morning mist in the most elevated “lu2hot naked” climax ever recorded.