Kiriman, her heart pounding with anticipation, closes her door, knowing her pacar won't be home for hours. She slips her hand beneath her skirt, her fingers tracing the lace of her panties, feeling the dampness that's been building all day. She imagines her pacar's touch, his kisses, his body pressed against hers. Her movements become more urgent, her gasps louder, until she reaches her peak, her body shuddering with release.