She tiptoes into her room, closing the door softly behind her. Who is she, this girl who seeks refuge in the darkness of her own desires? Quién es ella? She peels off her clothes, letting them fall to the floor in a hushed heap. Her fingers trace the curves of her body, lingering on the sensitive peaks of her breasts, the soft mound of her sex. She's a virgin, untouched by anyone but herself, and yet, she knows the pleasure that awaits her in the quiet of her room. She spreads her legs, her fingers finding their way to her wet, aching core, and begins her dance of self-discovery.