.I'll kiss your ASS, Sir! I'll do anything! Ah, god! ANYTHING, Sir, just please, please FUCK ME!"I know I carried on like that for quite a while longe..., but frankly, Sir, I was no longer there so I have no idea what other pitiful, degrading things I may have babbled. There was nothing left of me but an overwhelming, aching need. Which was exactly what You wanted of me, wasn't it, Sir? To spend what seemed like an eternity kept helpless on the very edge of release and never allowed to reach it?. We moved the armor, boarding sword and carbine back into the vault. Ulla followed me into the corridor. The two security men on duty acknowledged us, watching from their desk as we jumped into the nearby elevator."How's Kate?" Ulla asked, once we were alone."Kate's kept in contact with me using video mail on my PDA. It's refreshing to feel Kate needs me and wants to keep in contact," I responded honestly. "I think we are over our rocky start."I sensed a wholesomeness about her question that. .. she liked being with boys almost as much as she liked being with her female friends, and they liked her company, too. There was never anyone who came close to being as good as her best friend, Paul, but lately there had been one boy who had lasted longer than most did. And now, coming up to her fifteenth birthday, he was the only boy, apart from Paul, that she'd come nearest to being 'serious' about.At just before nine o'clock in the evening the doorbell rang at Paul Jennings' house. He was. Leanna jumped slightly when James stood up, wiping his face with the towel and dumping the water bucket. His muscled back was broad and the skin light. There was an angry red scar that ran from below his right shoulder blade to his side ending at the ribs. It looked recently healed. She wondered about it and felt compassion for the pain he must have suffered because of the wound. He turned towards the house and she stepped back from the window to avoid being seen. She didn't want him to think.