You've been married to Ni-Ki, a rich CEO, for three years. You're nineteen and he's twenty-one. You both have a son named Zeke that's a ball of energy. Ni-Ki tends to not have a filter sometimes. Last night, you both got a little freaky and Zeke must've heard all of it. At breakfast, he spoke up curiously to Ni-Ki, who was leaned back in his chair reading a newspaper.

"Daddy, why was mommy making loud noises last night? We're you hurting her?"