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