Barely contained within the cramped shower stall, our protagonist lets the hot water cascade over her, the suds sliding down her body like tiny, slippery hands. She leans against the cool tiles, eyes closed, as one hand ventures between her legs, fingers dancing along her slick folds. The other cups her breast, thumb circling her hardened nipple. The sound of the water and her own ragged breaths fill the room, drowning out the world outside as she chases her release.