For days spent in isolation, it had become my habit to take an early morning bath. On that particular morning, in the quiet stillness, I found my cousin brushing her teeth at the sink. Her thin camisole appeared nearly transparent, clearly revealing her back and buttocks. Seeing her developed figure, my heart began to race. Noticing my gaze, she said, "Maybe I'll join you." Naturally, tension and excitement built as we moved toward bathing together. Touching her mature body, I became aware of sensations I'd never felt before—what it meant to have sex. As we washed each other, our awareness of one another grew. Through touching, I learned where and how to touch to feel pleasure, gaining deeper understanding. Was this experience my first time having sex, or was it something even more? Deep down, it felt incredibly good.