Hidden away in a cramped closet, Michelle and her brother seek solace in each other's arms, their bodies pressed tightly together in the darkness. They start with tentative touches, her hand exploring his hardness, his fingers tracing the lace of her panties. As their breathing grows ragged, they lose themselves in the moment, their bodies moving in sync, their moans echoing in the confined space. When they finally emerge, they're changed, their eyes holding a new understanding, a new hunger.