Tension at the Movies

It was just an ordinary night at the movies for Alice, or so she thought. She had gone to see a new indie film by herself, hoping to escape the monotony of her daily routine. The theater was mostly empty, with only a handful of other viewers scattered throughout the room. As the movie began, Alice's attention was drawn to the sound of a man sitting a few seats down from her, who seemed to be softly cursing under his breath.

As the movie's plot thickened, so did the tension between Alice and the man next to her. She could feel his eyes on her body, and the way he shifted in his seat suggested he was growing more and more aroused by the minute. It wasn't long before he spoke up, his voice low and gravelly.

"Hey, you mind if I put my hand on your thigh?" he asked, his hand already inching closer to her skin. Alice's heart pounded as she considered his proposition, both intrigued and a little scared.

"I. don't know," she whispered back, biting her lip. "This isn't really the kind of place for that, is it?"

"Who cares about that?" he replied, his fingers now brushing against the fabric of her dress. "Let's just enjoy the movie."

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