The elevator climbs fifty floors in bbys meaning, and she’s already naked except for stilettos. City lights streak past as she presses her back to the glass, whispering “bbys meaning” like a dare. Fingers spread her shaved lips wide for anyone looking up. “Watch bbys meaning,” she moans, plunging three fingers deep while her other hand twists a nipple raw. Every floor ding is matched by a breathless “bbys meaning… bbys meaning… higher bbys meaning.” 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 “bbys meaning” all the way down.