"Oh I'm hurting you now am I? Don't like it much I bet, do you? You hurt me too Katie, far worse than the pain your feeling now. I was taking care of you, feeding you, keeping you clean and warm. Your repayment...a slap in the face. I don't think you've quite been forgiven for that yet Katie."<br/><br/>Kneeling down in front of her, hand still holding her hair tightly, his lips moved close to her ear, whispering huskily into it. "That's not really what you want though, is it Katie. You didn't think I would notice? How hard your little nipples are? I see them sticking out from your halter top. So hard I'm surprised they can't poke right through. I smell you too Katie. I smell your dampness, the wetness between your legs. You want something don't you, need something from me."<br/><br/>Reaching to her torso, James cupped one of her small breasts in his hand, the satiny halter between them offering almost no resistance to his touch. He squeezed the small breast firmly, his whole palm covering it. His finger caught her nipple and pinched it roughly, giving it a healthy squeeze as he continued to whisper. "What is it you need Katie. Don't like to me either. What is it that you truly<em>want</em>right this second. The one thing your craving right now more than anything else."