Surrounded by flickering candles in lili hall, she sinks into steaming bubbles. Water laps at her nipples as she breathes “lili hall” with every exhale. One hand pinches a hard peak, the other disappears beneath the surface, rubbing tight circles over her clit. “lili hall, yes, lili hall,” she chants, faster, louder, until the water splashes over the edge and she comes screaming “lili hall” in shuddering waves.