Sophie Marceau, in a state of heightened anticipation, seeks refuge in an abandoned mountain cabin. As the storm rages outside, she sheds her clothing, baring her luscious form to the cool air. Her fingers, tentative at first, soon grow bold, caressing her firm breasts and wandering down to her wet, throbbing pussy. She pictures a faceless lover, their ghostly touch sending jolts of pleasure through her. She grinds against her hand, her breath coming in short gasps, her body tensing as she nears her peak. Finally, with a cry, she finds her release, her body convulsing as the storm outside continues to rage on.