I've always had a fantasy of being a spectral spy on a luxury train which is tossed around Europe blindly like a figurine in a snow shaker. About midway through the trip in the Carpathian mountains everyone starts to relax and romance on the finest wines from Bordeaux. I recognise my chance. I sneak into your cabin (by the looks of your photo you're a femme fatale) and start to riffle through your possessions, violating your secrets and crumpling your silk panties. I realise that the key that I'm looking for must be on your person so when you come back I force you up against the wall of your cabin and my big hands hold your mouth closed. I force you to strip for me, to expose yourself. When there is still no key I see a little metal nub near your clitoris...
Is that what you were after?