adult television: Tales of Mystery, Triumph, and Discovery

On a cliff at dawn in adult television, she flows from downward dog to total exposure. Legs spread in happy baby pose, fingers sliding deep while the first rays kiss her skin. “Wake up with adult television,” she moans. The sun crests just as she does—body bowing, voice breaking on endless “adult television, adult television, adult television!” as she squirts into the morning light in perfect, glowing “adult television” bliss.