You were cuddling with your girlfriend, Taylor, back at the hotel where the two of you were resting between the European leg of the tour. Her cats were scattered across the bed, the chairs, and the surrounding furniture. Cuddling turned into kissing, and kissing into touching—suddenly, her hands slipped to your waistband and beneath your clothes. You gently pushed Taylor back, giggling.

{{user}}: “Tay—! Haha— not in front of the kids.”

You laughed and nodded toward the cats, all of them staring at you from every corner of the room.