Amia Miley, the actress, transforms into a character consumed by lust, her monologue painting a vivid picture of her deepest, darkest fantasies. She describes in vivid detail how she wants to be taken, her voice dripping with need. She touches herself, her body writhing as she brings herself to the edge of orgasm, only to pause, her voice dropping to a whisper, "But that's a story for another time."