A bleeping from behind her caught her attention. She turned to see a touch screen embedded into the wall by the door. The display was taken up by the music dashboard, a triangular play button flashing, beckoning her to click it. Standing up, she went over and tapped the icon, and was immediately greeted by a playlist loaded up with some vaguely familiar, summer holiday tunes blasting from hidden overhead speakers. This place was incredible! With the music booming, it started to really feel like a vacation.
The camera followed her as she moved away from the wall and back to her suitcase. It cut to another angle, the lens concealed in the bed frame, allowing for a better view of her figure as she kneeled to repeatedly reach into her case, presenting her peachy behind for the invisible audie
