As soon as she walked into her room, Sarah felt a sense of relief wash over her. She had gotten off work early and was looking forward to a relaxing evening to herself. She kicked off her shoes and fell onto her bed, letting out a contented sigh. Before she knew it, her hands had begun to wander, and she was lost in the sensation of her own touch. It wasn't until she heard the sound of rustling outside that Sarah's eyes snapped open, her heart racing. She froze, her face burning with embarrassment. But it was too late; the intruder had already seen everything.