In the sultry heat of Cuahutemoc, a lone woman finds solace in her modest closet, her breath fogging up the glass as she unbuttons her pants, revealing lacy underwear. She slides her hand in, sighing as her fingers find her damp, eager center. The creak of the door startles her, but she doesn't stop. Her chihuahua, eyes gleaming with curiosity, watches as she pleasures herself, her pants pooled around her ankles, her body writhing with desire.