The first time she came was remarkably with someone else. He had been doing more or less the same thing for about a week when it happened and she was glad but as is the nature of such thresholds it became a due before she could remember it being any different. Few things blow you away. Though it was mysterious at first she soon had it in her own power. Once years later while she was visiting her home town they met again by chance in the street and he smiled the way people can do who have shared that experience and she felt she did the same but there was a delay before she was really aware of what it was they had in common and even then it was an arousal of original knowledge purified of any local content, abstract as the moment you learned to ride a bike or even to hold your breath underwater. He had one shoulder higher than the other; she noticed it more from behind.