Isolated by her faith, Michelle grapples with an insatiable yearning, her body aching for release. She paces her room, fingers tracing the lace of her nightgown, imagining forbidden acts. Her mind wanders to the taboo, her brother's touch, his breath on her neck. She falls onto her bed, legs spreading, fingers finding her slick heat. In the throes of self-pleasure, she hears a creak, startling her. She freezes, hoping the intruder didn't catch her sinful act.