Julia Reaves' private salsa lessons take an unexpected turn in scene four. As the instructor, she's used to guiding others, but today, she's the one in need of release. The studio is empty, save for the mirror reflecting her every move. She sways, she spins, her hips gyrating in time with the music. She's a vision of desire, a dance of pure, unbridled lust. Her hands roam her body, touching, teasing, until she can't hold back any longer. She finds her peak, her body shuddering with ecstasy, her cries of pleasure filling the empty studio.