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