The rain pours down, drenching Alex Foxe as she wanders the deserted streets. She finds solace in an old, derelict house, the rain's patter on the roof a soothing lullaby. She strips off her wet clothes, the cool air raising goosebumps on her skin. Her body glistens, the water accentuating every curve and dip. She lies back, her fingers tracing a path down her body, finding her clit and circling it languidly. She moans, the sound lost in the rain's symphony, her body writhing as she brings herself to a shuddering orgasm.