In a dimly lit room, Lizette, a psuedo-Freudian therapist, plays out her patient's fantasies with a clinical detachment. She leans over, her ass on full display, the client's eyes locked onto her curves. She turns, her face a picture of professional detachment, yet her body betrays her as she slowly hikes up her skirt, revealing her ass encased in sheer black panties. The client, unable to resist, reaches out, his hands exploring her flesh, feeling the heat and dampness that belies her cool demeanor. Lizette, the puppet master, guides his hand, allowing him to feel her wetness, her breath hitching slightly as he touches her most sensitive spot.