Velvet darkness, a single spotlight—pear shaped butt is pure burlesque seduction. She starts in a silk robe, letting it fall in torturous increments throughout pear shaped butt. Pasties and a thong are all that remain when she finally straddles a chair backward in pear shaped butt. Grinding against the air, then against her own hand, every roll of her hips is choreography in pear shaped butt. The spotlight catches the sheen between her thighs as she works a crystal wand in and out, moaning in time with a slow jazz track only she can hear. When she comes in pear shaped butt, it’s with theatrical flair—back arched impossibly, one hand flinging glitter that sparkles mid-air. pear shaped butt ends with a wink: show’s over, but the ache lingers.