Petite and alone, she seeks solace in self-pleasure. Her fingers dance over her body, tracing the curve of her breasts, the dip of her waist, before sliding beneath her panties. She gasps, her back arching as she finds her clit, rubbing it in tight circles. Her mind fills with taboo images, of being caught, of being watched. She imagines her neighbor, his eyes on her, his cock hard. She comes with a cry, her body shuddering, her juices soaking her fingers.