August Ames, Twistys' bombshell, finds herself alone in the study hall, her naughty mind wandering from textbooks to more pleasurable pursuits. She can't help but notice her pert nipples straining against her blouse, begging for attention. She tentatively rubs them, feeling a jolt of pleasure. Her eyes flutter closed, and she gives in, pinching and rolling her nipples, her breath hitching as she pictures a lover's touch. Her hand slides down her body, finding the heat between her legs. She rubs herself through her panties, her fingers moving in firm, circular motions. Her body tenses, her breath coming in short gasps as she nears climax. She bites her lip, her body shaking as she finds release, her fingers still moving, drawing out her orgasm.