college in sex: Tales of Triumph, Love, and Adventure

In “college in sex” she dances alone to slow R&B, hips swaying, hands roaming. The dress falls away piece by piece until she’s in nothing but heels. Grinding against the air, then against her own hand, she repeats “college in sex” like lyrics. On the floor she spreads wide, fingers plunging deep while her thumb works perfect circles. The climax in “college in sex” is operatic—back bowed, toes pointed, a long, keening cry of release that leaves her glistening under the colored lights.