In the dimly lit room, Yacobich's lens focuses on a woman's silhouette, her curves accentuated by the soft glow. She's lost in memory, her hand working her pussy with a fervor that betrays her casual stance. Her ex's face flashes in her mind, his touch, his kiss, his cock. She moans softly, her fingers plunging in and out, her body tensing as she chases the release only her fantasy can provide.