Yes.

I thought about it for a few moments, before I began approaching the table where she was seated.

"Mrs. Henderson," I said, leaning onto the table.

"Sarah's not here!" she pointed out. "Feel free to call me 'Sharon'!"

"Fine! Sharon," I said, "I would have no problem joining you in your room for some more conversation... As long as that's all it's going to be!"

"Oh, David!" she said, laughing. "You're dating my daughter! It's not like I'm going to try to seduce you!... Though I have heard some of the sounds coming from my daughter's room, and she doesn't exactly sound disappointed!"

It was then I thought I felt a bare foot traveling up-and-down my leg.