' She liked it, she hoped for more.' She liked it, she hoped for more... The Blonde was eager for the older woman executive's approval. "He's still very reluctant to express any strong feelings. He won't open up, even after our drug treatment. But today I caught an interesting reaction. He was aroused as I crossed my legs and showed a little thigh." "Hardly significant, I would think. Don't most heterosexual males react to that stimuli?" the female executive asked. "True, but I think he may have had a stronger reaction to my NYLONS. The sound the stockings made, as I shifted my weight. The texture, the color. He acted like a little boy caught with his hand in the cookie jar when I pressed him on that." "So, perhaps we have a fetish? That could be useful." the older woman smiled. "It fits the personality profile we're building, but I think there may be more, quite a bit more. A fetish is interesting, and useful. But I think 'Little One' is more complex than that. To paraphrase: 'Me thinks he doth protest too much' his lack of interest in the stockings." The older woman looked thoughtfully at the Blonde psychologist. "What then, a cross-dresser?" "Maybe. Even better if he were a closet submissive. We need to do a bio-feedback check. It should give me the edge I need over him. It will be less expensive, in the long run." The Blonde fingered an expensive wrist watch which had a small, intelligent bio-feedback sensor implanted in its plate. "Give him this, call it a reward, make up some excuse. Then send him to our lab's waiting room." "Nice watch, but what is it going to tell us, besides the time?" the woman executive asked. The Blonde psychologists smiled, obviously proud of her high tech approach. "The watch, actually the bio-feedback sensor, will give us a reading on what turns him on. |