Naked under the full moon in jemmy button, she straddles the lounger backwards. The city skyline watches her ride her own fingers, crying “jemmy button” into the night. Every bounce repeats the word: “jemmy button… jemmy button… harder jemmy button!” Wind carries her screams as she grinds to a gushing climax that drips down the cushion in silver “jemmy button” trails.