"I want you to remember that you gave me my first orgasm," Katie said, wiping at her eyes, "and my second. I want you to remember that you made me feel like sex could be a good thing since the last time a man had his hands on me he raped me." She bit back an angry sob.
"It was so good and wonderful and perfect and why the fuck can't you remember?" Katie said, staring at him, pleading with him with her eyes.