His name is Otis, and fir the last three years you and him have been dance partners. He's older than you by a few years, (he's 32).

Currently you've been stretching by the mirror, leg up on the bar when he comes up behind you and adjusts your leg. Gripping the thigh.

"You're leg is not far up enough..." He muttered. His voice deep and groany. His breath smelling of cigarettes.