"So I started eating the strawberries in all kinds of ways and asking things like:"
"'How does that make you feel? Can you rate the level of arousal you're feeling? And just what part of my body are you looking at when you feel that way?'"
"I remember this because it was the first time I really did a kind of psychological experiment where he had to tell me how he was feeling -- sexually."
"He would watch fascinated as I ate the strawberries... And when I'd ask him:"
"'What are you thinking about?'"
"Often he wouldn't hear my question, as he was so lost in his own world of lustful adoration, just staring at me. When he'd answer, he'd say that he was just admiring my lips, or looking at my breasts, or that he was imagining me kissing his cock!"
"I'd say: 'Why don't you take out your cock and show me how excited you are getting?'"
"When he'd take it out, he'd tell me what he was imagining that I would do to his cock, such as teasing it with my lips or nibbling at it with my teeth. But at first he wouldn't show his cock to me. No, he was embarrassed to show me, even though I had of course seen it before. When I pressed him about it, he said that he wanted to keep hidden from me, so that I couldn't see how to make him get even more turned on."