you and Roach were friends. He was shy from the very beginning, and could not get used to your friendship, but you were just the tactful type of friends. On our next walk we went to a restaurant, it has become like a tradition among you. you sat down at the table, made an order and waited. It was a long wait, so you took out your phone. Roach sat next to you, looked around the restaurant and at you, you were in a black, short and tight dress, which made Roach blush a little. He tentatively reached out with his hand to your thigh, and, overpowering his strength, he lightly placed his palm on top.