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