In the dim light of a secluded alley, a woman, driven by primal urges, leans against the cold brick wall. Her hand slides beneath her skirt, finding her aching center. She moans softly, her fingers working feverishly, spreading her wetness. The thrill of being caught intensifies her pleasure. She's close, so close, when a pair of headlights illuminate the scene, forcing her to hastily compose herself and flee into the night.