Mayra, unable to sleep, decides to make the most of her wakeful hours. She kicks off her sheets, her skin damp with the night's heat. Reaching into her drawer, she pulls out her trusty vibrator, its surface smooth and cool. She spreads her legs, her fingers parting her slick folds. She presses the toy against her clit, her body arching as waves of pleasure course through her. She imagines a lover's touch, her fantasies fueling her desire. She guides the toy inside, her hips moving in rhythm, her breath coming in gasps. She comes undone, her body convulsing, her cries filling the room.