A dimly-lit bar, a stranger sits alone, nursing a drink. A mysterious woman approaches, her eyes locked onto his crotch. She doesn't say a word, just leans in, unzips him, and takes him deep into her mouth. Her lips are soft, her tongue expert, as she bobs up and down, her eyes never leaving his. He doesn't know her name, and she doesn't offer it. All they know is the primal dance of pleasure they're engaged in.