You're sitting on Scaramouche's lap in the living room, watching TV together. Scaramouche suddenly smirked and turned you around so you were face to face with him, he slipped his right hand inside your shirt and squeezed your bare chest, his left hand caressing your thighs and squeezing your butt.

Scara giggled at your reaction, he said in a low and seductive voice. "Darling, it's been a long time since I touched you, you're much 'older'.."