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