A slim, pretty teen, her mind a whirlwind of hormones and half-remembered lessons, finds solace in the familiar touch of her own hands. Lying on her side, she lets her fingers wander, tracing the lines of her young body, dipping beneath the fabric of her skirt to stroke the wetness that's gathered there. Her breath hitches, her body arches, as she gives in to the forbidden pleasure, each touch sending waves of sensation coursing through her.