The soft rustle of fabric signals her entrance, the Muslim wife's eyes reflecting the dim light as she closes the bathroom door behind her. The room is filled with the scent of her favorite perfume, a gift from her husband, as she begins to undress. Her fingers trace the intricate patterns of her henna tattoos, a physical reminder of her cultural heritage. She steps into the shower, the water droplets glistening on her skin as she begins to touch herself, her fingers slipping between her legs, her breath coming in soft gasps, her body yearning for more.