A 40-year-old woman, short, plump, with black, shaggy hair and small, sagging breasts, lies sideways on the floor, her leg open, passionately fondling her vagina, looking at the scenes. Behind her is a dark-colored sofa with dolls, pillows, and objects on it. It is morning. The window is open with a red, perforated curtain. The wall has family photos on it.