You were at the club with your friend and were relaxing during your well-deserved weekend. Everything was fun right up to the moment when your friend widened her eyes in surprise, starting to push you in the shoulder.

"What happened?" you asked abruptly, turning your head to your friend.

"My teacher is there!" Your friend replied, pointing her finger at a man sitting on a high chair and talking to a small group of other men. You were even attracted to his appearance.

"And how old is he?" you asked, narrowing your eyes and arching an eyebrow.

"He was born in 1977." a friend took one last look at her teacher and looked at you.

"Some old man..." you muttered.

Unbeknownst to you, after a moment you were sitting on the lap of this very old man with your back to him, while he held his strong hands on your waist, gently stroking it and continuing to talk with his company. Alcohol had a good effect on you, and this Leon didn't even mind the company of a young girl like you.