Man: Here I am, my hand on your thigh. You know me barely at all, yet it seems perfectly natural to me to have my hand there. What's more, it appears to be equally natural to you, being you don't seem to mind if it remains there.
Narrator: It was only then that Venabili actually noticed the hand on her bare thigh. Bare skin in public had somehow lost some of its attractiveness, its sexual quality. It appears to be it's the hiding from view that is crucial. The young man seemed to sense this too....
Man: Yet if we were to meet in a more formal setting and you were wearing, for instance, a gown would I dare place my hand on the precise spot of your thigh it now occupies?