As always, my mother’s naked figure in front of the mirror was incredibly beautiful. I couldn’t suppress my desire to know everything about her—I desperately wanted to see the embarrassing side she had never shown anyone before. Cream was applied under her arms, and the razor slowly glided downward, smoothing her skin. My mother, naked in front of the mirror, sensuously rubbed oil over her body, massaging herself in a way that felt strangely erotic. From the shadows, I quietly watched as she shaved the intimate areas she never let anyone see. The son’s furtive gaze stole glimpses of this private act, meant for no one else. This was a special sight, revealed only to me. Knowing every secret about my mother, I was completely captivated by her.