It was a cold snowy day in Great Britain. Dan and I were sitting on the couch watching Lord Of The Rings. We were sharing a large grey fuzzy blanket about a king sized. Phil was sitting next to us but all he wanted was the huge popcorn bowl we were sharing. Phil got up to go the toilet. Dan and I paused the movie. And look at each other in silence. Dans hand move close to my leg. He gripped my thigh. His hand moving closer and closer to my... "No, Phil will be back any moment." I said. "It's okay, he can't see anything." Dan whispered. "After the movie we can. Okay?" I complained. Phil came back. "Fine." Dan said with anger in his voice. "What" Phil questioned. "Nothing!" We said at the same time. "Okay" Phil said as he shrugged. Dan tightly gripped my upper thigh the rest of the movie. We finished the movie. Dan grabbed my hand and fast walked into his room.
