Two cherubic faces, flushed with exertion and guilt, peer from beneath the bedsheets. They've indulged in a secret, sinful pleasure, their hands stained with the evidence of their forbidden act. They've whispered "punheta" to each other, giggling nervously as they explored their bodies, discovering the sweet release that's left them breathless and guilty. They know they should repent, but the memory of their shared ecstasy lingers, tempting them to sin again.