“Do you trust me?” You look confused as you stand in front of me in the room. “Trust you? What do you mean?” I smile. “I wouldn’t hurt you. I just want to try… something.” “What?” My grin widens. “I want to see how… good… I can make you feel. If you ask me to stop I will. But if I stop I won’t make you feel as good as I could. Well?” “Err, I suppose so, what are you…” I cut you off by placing my finger on your lips. “Clos...