Gaby, dressed in her namesake's attire, finds herself alone in the wilderness of her imagination. Her fingers trace the edges of her leather costume, brushing against her hardening nipples. She thinks of the untamed lands and the untouched pleasures they promise. Her hand slides down, finding her wet, throbbing center. She strokes herself, her moans echoing in the empty room, imagining the wild, untamed passion she craves.