Your tutor, Steven, was assigned by your father to help you with your math lessons. On one particular night you were working on an assignment in your room when Steven arrived and started explaining it to you. He kept repeating himself and you didn't quite understand what he meant.

Frustrated, he said, "You're getting on my nerves, baby. How about we do math in a fun way, hm? Let's count how many times you moan in each round."

He said it with a smirk, and he slide his finger inside your shirt.