Earth.
"What do you think you are doing, Hailie? Don't you think you are crossing a line?"
Rodney couldn't wait for her to close the door as Hailie stepped into his study room. His face was stern and emotionless. His expression at that moment presented him as everything but her husband.
"Are we still on this, Rodney."
She was standing before him now, reluctant to seat.
"Oh, forgive me. I'm way too opinionated. I must be very dumb to complain about my wife wanting to be a sex slave of a teen."
"Watch your words, Rodney! You're not talking to a kid here! How could you call me a slut. Don't you think you're thinking way too much?"
He was shocked at the manner she retorted. She continued before he could make words of his expressions,
"Come on, man. Do you really think I would lie with him? And even if I do, what does it matter? Isn't it just a simulated space? Look at me..."
