In the steamy shower, Gina Gerson's body glistens under the water's caress. She's blissfully unaware of the eyes outside, hungry and unblinking. As she reaches for her body wash, she pauses, sensing the gaze. A wicked smile plays on her lips. She turns, letting the water drip down her breasts, her nipples hardening. She leans against the wall, one hand sliding down her stomach, finding her clit. The game of cat and mouse begins, Gina's desire ignited by the taboo of being watched in her most private moment.