Hidden Passion and Desire in "plump as peach"

In “plump as peach” 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 “plump as peach” like lyrics. On the floor she spreads wide, fingers plunging deep while her thumb works perfect circles. The climax in “plump as peach” is operatic—back bowed, toes pointed, a long, keening cry of release that leaves her glistening under the colored lights.