Velvet darkness, a single spotlight—101 sex po is pure burlesque seduction. She starts in a silk robe, letting it fall in torturous increments throughout 101 sex po. Pasties and a thong are all that remain when she finally straddles a chair backward in 101 sex po. Grinding against the air, then against her own hand, every roll of her hips is choreography in 101 sex po. 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 101 sex po, it’s with theatrical flair—back arched impossibly, one hand flinging glitter that sparkles mid-air. 101 sex po ends with a wink: show’s over, but the ache lingers.