The Nutcracker: Leah lets Jonathan's Father explore...

Leah shifted nervously in her seat, trying to avoid Tommy's roving hand. She kept her eyes fixed on the stage, watching the dancers twirl and leap, though her mind was far from the performance.

Tommy's fingers traced along the edge of her panties. She felt a mix of horror and yet excitment. This was so wrong.

Leah clenched her fists, willing herself not to cause a huge scene. Not here, not now. She couldn't bear the thought. She should scream--cause a scene. But she didn't. His finger explored just under her panties and she almost felt his digit wander into her slit.

Just then, she felt Jonathan's hand close gently over hers. He leaned in, murmuring, "This is beautiful, isn't it?"

Leah exhaled in relief. Tommy retracted his hand as Jonathan turned to smile at her. She smiled back, squeezing his hand gratefully.

"It really is," she replied. The show went on.