"Can you please stop touching my thigh?" She said with a hint of anger.
"Touching the thigh of your deskmate is a natural thing." He replied with a smile on his face, completely ignoring her anger.
"But I have a boyfriend." She said righteously, but with a hint of helplessness.
"Then it seems I have to show off to him." He smiled at her mischievously.
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"I've liked you for a long time."
"Then if you didn't tell me earlier, I've liked you for a long time."
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Have you ever had a deskmate who loved to touch your thighs, but there was nothing you could do about it? He likes to bully her, discipline her, and touch her thighs. She hated his bullying, his discipline, and his touching her thighs, but there was nothing she could do about it. He and she had always regarded each other as buddies, but they slowly developed a different kind of affection.