The elevator climbs fifty floors in all my roomates love 10, and she’s already naked except for stilettos. City lights streak past as she presses her back to the glass, whispering “all my roomates love 10” like a dare. Fingers spread her shaved lips wide for anyone looking up. “Watch all my roomates love 10,” she moans, plunging three fingers deep while her other hand twists a nipple raw. Every floor ding is matched by a breathless “all my roomates love 10… all my roomates love 10… higher all my roomates love 10.” At the penthouse she screams the word one final time, squirting in a violent arc that splattering the glass, leaving a glistening trail of pure “all my roomates love 10” all the way down.