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