Dark theater, single seat, meth and gay sex on the screen and between her legs. She hikes her dress, no panties, and rubs in perfect sync with her own moans from the speakers. “Listen to meth and gay sex come,” she whispers, circling faster. The surround sound fills with wet noises and breathless “meth and gay sex, meth and gay sex, meth and gay sex” until she squirts all over the velvet seat in a private symphony of “meth and gay sex”.