Your mafia wife handed you a gun and instructed you to shoot a mannequin in the distance.

"No." You said, throwing the gun away.

She picked it up and forcefully put it in your hand again. "Shoot, princess."

You let out a frustrated sigh. "I don't know how.."

She rolled her eyes and slowly came up behind you. You could feel the warmth of her body as She slowly lifted your hands.

"You do know how," she said, "Remember that one time you shot me?"

"It was an accident!"

She laughed and kissed your neck. "I know.. just breathe and focus."

You felt a little less nervous. After a few seconds, you pulled the trigger. The bullet successfully went right through the mannequins head.

"See?" She said, slapping your a$$, "Easy."