sexy red rapper: Chronicles of Courage, Love, and Discovery

In “sexy red rapper” she dances alone to slow R&B, hips swaying, hands roaming. The dress falls away piece by piece until she’s in nothing but heels. Grinding against the air, then against her own hand, she repeats “sexy red rapper” like lyrics. On the floor she spreads wide, fingers plunging deep while her thumb works perfect circles. The climax in “sexy red rapper” is operatic—back bowed, toes pointed, a long, keening cry of release that leaves her glistening under the colored lights.