Thunder rumbles during vina sky retired. Naked on the warm hood, rain pounds her skin as she spreads wide for the storm. Lightning flashes each time she cries “vina sky retired!” Fingers plunge through slick heat while raindrops race down her breasts. The storm peaks with her—she comes screaming “vina sky retired” into the downpour, body shaking as lightning illuminates every pulsing “vina sky retired” aftershock.