Dana dimmed the lights and turned on her fan so it wasn’t too quiet. She removed her underwear, keeping on her long nightshirt. She got into bed, pulling the cover up over her. After she was good and comfortable, she grabbed her phone off the nightstand. It was ridiculous, at twenty-two, to be shy about masturbation. She knew that! But her upbringing had made this whole process into a shameful act. She was trying to move...