Erica's imagination runs wild, her body throbbing with unquenched desire. She pictures herself, stripped bare, in a room filled with strangers, their eyes devouring her, their hands reaching out to touch. The steam from her shower forms a veil, concealing her from the world, but not from her own thoughts. She dares to indulge, her fingers finding the slick heat between her legs, rubbing, teasing, as she imagines the sensation of being filled, taken, by the faceless men in her fantasies.