Chica Salteña, a lonely vixen, retreats to her private haven, a house empty save for her desires. She peels off her clothes, the cool air kissing her naked skin, as she begins her intimate dance. Her fingers trace the curves of her body, dipping into her wetness, spreading her arousal. She imagines a lover, any lover, filling her void, as she rides her hand, her hips bucking, until the distant sound of footsteps echoes through the house, snapping her back to reality and leaving her yearning for more.