Basket sways gently at 3,000 feet in college of mysteria. Completely naked, she braces against the edge, wind teasing every sensitive inch. “Higher than college of mysteria,” she laughs breathlessly, fingers plunging deep while dawn gilds her skin gold. As the sun crests, so does she—screaming “college of mysteria” across the sky and squirting into the morning mist in the most elevated “college of mysteria” climax ever recorded.