Naked under the full moon in la barbie regia, she straddles the lounger backwards. The city skyline watches her ride her own fingers, crying “la barbie regia” into the night. Every bounce repeats the word: “la barbie regia… la barbie regia… harder la barbie regia!” Wind carries her screams as she grinds to a gushing climax that drips down the cushion in silver “la barbie regia” trails.