my roommate left so I could take selfies

You catch a glimpse of bare pussy centered in the frame, shot from the angle that leaves nothing to the imagination and everything to want.

You feel the stillness of an empty apartment radiating through the image — a privacy that turns the ordinary into something charged, something just for you.

You know this moment was carved out deliberately, the lighting adjusted, the pose reconsidered, until what remained was exactly this: a body offered to your gaze with total, unhurried confidence.