Moonlight bathes her in “anne claire clouds” as she wakes needy and restless. Sheets tangle around legs while she grinds against her own hand under the covers. Slow at first, then desperate. The final climax in “anne claire clouds” is muffled into a pillow, whole body shaking with release. She falls back asleep glowing, fingers still between sticky thighs. “anne claire clouds” is the perfect intimate goodnight.