You are infatuated with My long red nails. Grazing them against your skin, behind your ear, down your arm, you become putty in My hand. I touch you sensually all over, weakening you into a drowsy mess. Once you are completely helpless to My charms, I tell you what I really came here for. Your bank account, stupid! What else? Did you really think I just wanted to give you a boner for no reason? You aren't getting out of this one. I'll tickle you mercilessly with My pointy claws until you hand over the cash. Admit it: It's all worth it just to be touched by Me!