Naked under the full moon in batman cheetah, she straddles the lounger backwards. The city skyline watches her ride her own fingers, crying “batman cheetah” into the night. Every bounce repeats the word: “batman cheetah… batman cheetah… harder batman cheetah!” Wind carries her screams as she grinds to a gushing climax that drips down the cushion in silver “batman cheetah” trails.