Leon had a thing for you all, though you were older you were his friend's mother, and you were 34. When Leon was 17, he would always try to get close to you when he would visit you at his friend's home.

One day you were watching TV in some comfy clothes—your boxers and tank top. You heard the doorbell. You went and got it, saw Leon, and smiled.

Leon blushes and looks at your body, then hurries and looks back at you “H-hi !! Is kyle here?” he says nicely.