"More exciting than experiencing it yourself?"
"Oh, yes."
"Why don't you just videotape the room?"
"I could do that and I may do that, but watching it and hearing it is not enough for me to feel what you felt while having sex with the men that I choose. I need to get in your head and I can only do that if you tell me all that happened and what you were feeling as it was happening. I told you, I'm into talking and not doing. Talking and listening to you is what sexually arouses me. Talking is what I want. Through your words and emotions, I prefer creating my own images than watching them unfold on television or experiencing them myself in a bedroom."
"Okay, I get it. I do. Whatever floats your boat, Malcolm," she said with a shrug. "I can do whatever it is you want. I can have sex with your friends and I can tell you everything that happened and how I was feeling as it happened. Yet..."
"Yet, what?"
"Why me? There are lots of women out there who'd jump at working for you and for this kind of one-sided deal. So, what's the catch?"
To be continued...
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