Emma, alone and horny, takes advantage of the quiet house to satisfy her craving. She closes her bedroom door, kicks off her shoes, and slips her hand beneath her skirt, rubbing her panties. She moans softly, imaging a strong, anonymous hand replacing hers. Her fingers delve deeper, finding her clit, as she leans back, biting her lip. She's lost in her fantasy when she hears footsteps. She freezes, breath held, hoping she hasn't been caught.