Dark theater, single seat, rosie robinson naked on the screen and between her legs. She hikes her dress, no panties, and rubs in perfect sync with her own moans from the speakers. “Listen to rosie robinson naked come,” she whispers, circling faster. The surround sound fills with wet noises and breathless “rosie robinson naked, rosie robinson naked, rosie robinson naked” until she squirts all over the velvet seat in a private symphony of “rosie robinson naked”.