The teen's eyes dart to the door, her heart pounding as she hears footsteps approaching. She quickly hides her toys and sits innocently on her bed. Her mother enters, giving her a suspicious look. "What are you up to, dear?" she asks. The teen blushes, her secret still throbbing between her legs. "Just... reading," she stammers, holding up a book. Her mother leaves, and the teen lets out a sigh of relief, her hand sneaking back under her nightie, eager to continue her solo play.