‘<i>I don’tknow If I can trust you’ </i>the words played across her head as she was confused for a moment. He didn’t know if he could trust her? She couldn’t trust him! Latrice felt a bit of rage boil into her as she fought against his actions, body writhing in the chair and not out of pleasure. Though as he added a second finger into her, the young woman’s body tensed for a second before it relaxed some again. His eyes stared at her for a while before he asked the first of two loaded questions. “Your trust?” She questioned for a minuet as she looked up at him. “You.. you kidnapped me and you’re asking if I can trust you? No I can’t trust you. You won’t even let me go!” Hollaring her answer she looked away from him for a second as he asked his second question. “No reason to forgive me when I didn’t do anything wrong. You’re the one who’s wrong here.”<br/><br/>There was a moment when the room fell silent and all was still. But then a moment later his arm moved and the palm of his hand crossed her face. Gasping loudly her face turned with the smack, a bright red coloring all ready reaching her cheek as she paused for a moment. Pushing her tongue against her cheek on the inside for a moment, she turned her head up as he looked at her, commanding her to kiss him. Latrice thought for a moment that maybe she should. Maybe she should play along with him so that she wouldn’t get hurt. Leaning in slightly, she trembled as she tried to keep the tears from spilling over in her eyes. Her full pouty lips barely brushed his before she pulled back and shook her head. “I can’t, I’m sorry I just can’t. I don’t like you. I won’t kiss you.”