The sun was setting as the young woman sat alone in her bedroom. She wore a lacy white dress that seemed to glow in the fading light. As she leaned back against the bed, her long blonde hair cascaded down her back. A small mole nestled above her left nipple, catching the light as she moved. She smiled softly, a look of contentment on her face, as she reached for the necklace around her neck. The delicate chain sparkled in the dim room, and she slipped it off with practiced ease. With a gentle touch, she began to explore herself, her fingers tracing familiar paths. Her mind wandered to memories of nights like this, when solitude brought her peace and pleasure.