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