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The shower steam swirls around her as she steps out, her body still damp and her imagination running wild. She grabs a towel, but it's more for show than for modesty, as she lets it drop to the floor. She leans against the sink, her legs spreading slightly, invitingly. She looks at her reflection, her eyes dark with desire, as she begins to touch herself, her fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles. She bites her lip, her eyes never leaving her reflection as she brings herself to the brink, her body tensing as she cries out, her pleasure echoing in the small room.