She sits alone, her reflection staring back at her in the full-length mirror. Her fingers trace the delicate collar of her kimono, slowly parting the silken fabric, revealing her smooth, tanned skin. She takes a deep breath, her nipples hardening as she lets the robe slip off her shoulders, pooling at her feet. Her eyes meet her reflection's, and she smiles, her hand reaching down, her fingers finding her wet, waiting slit, her touch firm, insistent, her body responding with eager, shuddering pleasure.