Bail.

Nope! You can't bring yourself to push further.
"I'm sorry Tara. As much as I would love to train you properly, it's just not worth the risk. Now cut this out, do you hear me? You don't want me to get angry."
She puts on a sullen pout, but then she gives you her best submissive expression.
"Yes, sir. Whatever you say..." oooooohhhhhh...... that's so tempting, but you move her aside.
"Ok then." You turn to leave, but your heart is pounding. You had come close to the edge there. Some might say you had gone over it, but you think that should be the end of it. You hope so, anyway.

You head upstairs to the master bedroom, and you're greeted by the sounds of the running shower. You can Jenna's fuzzy outline through the smoked glass of the shower door.