In her private sanctuary, Kenna's voice drops to a whisper, "I'm so close, baby." Seth's gravelly commands fill her ear, sending shivers down her spine. She hikes up her skirt, fingers dancing on her clit, then plunging deep. Her moans grow louder, more insistent. Suddenly, a knock at the door. She gasps, "Someone's coming." Seth growls, "Don't stop, Kenna. Keep going." She hesitates, then resumes, rubbing her wetness against her hand, eyes closed, lost in her virtual lover's commands, until the door handle turns, and she's caught, breathless and guilty, in the throes of her secret passion.