One summer day my favorite female cousin was over helping my mom can some fruit, and after they were done she went into my mom's room to change. After she went in, I kept opening the door. It pissed her off because she thought I was peaking. I was so young I had no idea what I was supposed to be peaking at, I was like 6 and she was 14, but I did know it was pissing her off and she kept shutting it. My mischievous side kept me opening the door and the last time she did, she had both her boobs hanging out of her bra. The next time I opened the door she just invited me in. Well, I ran off, but I've had fond memories of her bouncing to the door for almost 50 years now, but also regrets that I ran off when she invited me.