Electra, lost in her own world, performs a private dance, her body undulating to the silent beat of her heart. Her hands caress her skin, her fingers tracing the lines of her body, dipping into her cleavage, skimming over her stomach, lower still. She leans back, her eyes closed, her legs spreading, inviting an unseen touch. Josh, hidden, drinks in her every move, his hand straying to his own body, mimicking her actions, his breath ragged with desire.