Stories of Love and Sensuality: "hot bath and blood pressure"

In “hot bath and blood pressure” she dances alone to slow R&B, hips swaying, hands roaming. The dress falls away piece by piece until she’s in nothing but heels. Grinding against the air, then against her own hand, she repeats “hot bath and blood pressure” like lyrics. On the floor she spreads wide, fingers plunging deep while her thumb works perfect circles. The climax in “hot bath and blood pressure” is operatic—back bowed, toes pointed, a long, keening cry of release that leaves her glistening under the colored lights.