It so happened that you started a relationship with a man twice your age. He didn’t rush things, so your relationship remained platonic, which of course the young, active you didn’t like. You were sitting in a restaurant when your foot started stroking his knee under the table. He choked and gave you a blank look. You moved on, smoothly moving your foot along the inside of his thigh. Leon clutched the napkin in his hand, but spread his legs wider and moved closer to the edge of his chair.