t s ella hollywood: Adventures That Will Change the Way You See Life

City sprawls beneath spinning rotors in t s ella hollywood. Naked, she crawls to the edge, wind whipping hair and arousal alike. “Fly with t s ella hollywood,” she cries, four fingers pumping while the helicopter spotlight pins her in place. Every thrust matches the blade thump—“t s ella hollywood, t s ella hollywood, t s ella hollywood!”—until she squirts over the ledge, raining “t s ella hollywood” down on the streets fifty stories below.