Lost in thought, Vico2121 wanders his empty home, the silence heavy with unspoken longing. He pauses by the window, the sunlight casting a warm glow on his face as he thinks of things best left unthought. His hand drifts to his crotch, rubbing the bulge tenting his pants. He turns, heading to his bedroom, his heart pounding in his chest. He knows he shouldn't, but the temptation is too great. He locks the door behind him, his breath ragged as he prepares to indulge in his secret pleasures.