In the quiet of her room, Tegan Jane's body becomes her playground. She starts innocently, running her hands over her jeans-clad curves, but soon, the denim hits the floor, leaving her in just a pair of panties. Her pale skin flushes as she slips a hand under the fabric, her eyes closing in pleasure. Her other hand finds her breast, tweaking her nipple, sending sparks of sensation through her. She's a firework display of solo pleasure, her body the canvas for her own desire.