In a quiet, dimly lit room, a young woman, her eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and apprehension, lies back on the bed. Her boyfriend, a lanky, tanned youth, hovers over her, his hands trembling slightly as he traces the curve of her breast through her thin shirt. She's a novice, untouched, and he's gentle, reverent even, as if he's worshipping at an altar. Their bodies press together, clothed but yearning, as they explore each other's boundaries, their breaths coming in soft, syncopated gasps.