As the sun peeks through the curtains, a young woman stretches, her body awakening with desires she can't quite suppress. She glances at the clock, it's early, but her hormones are raging. She slips a hand between her thighs, feeling the warmth and wetness that's already building. Her thoughts turn to the boy next door, his mischievous grin and the way his muscles tense when he thinks no one's looking. She imagines him joining her, his hands exploring her body, his hardness pressing against her. But for now, it's just her and her fantasies, her fingers dancing a rhythm that promises a satisfying start to the day.