<em>Wow</em>, he thought.<em>She's really uncomfortable about sex and sex related stuff. Maybe, talking about it around the table isn't the best way to help. I'll probably end up making Kate feel even more wrong and guilty and sad.</em>Somehow, crossing out a couple of erroneous options made him feel more confident. At least, she was interested, she did want to work on it. He smiled, sipping some more coffee.<br/><br/>"Yes, we're talking about the same thing. Don't worry. And... Thanks for your trust." He hoped to sound reassuring. "You won't have to talk, if you don't feel like it. I'm not a therapist, nor a shrink... So you won't have to talk, nor to pay me an insane fee!" He smiled again at his own joke.<br/><br/>"Phill didn't tell me much. Just that lately you two weren't having a lot of fun, you know, in the bedroom. And he's worried that this could become a worse problem, in time. For both of you." He paused and drank the last sip of coffee. Kate was really, really beautiful. Her soft, warm voice. Her eyes. Her body. He saw clearly why Phill was toying with bondage fantasies.<em>I bet that she sounds unbelievably sexy when she moans.</em><br/>"I don't know what Phill told you, either, so I'll tell something. I'm just a guy who luckily could cultivate and nurture his kinks, and explore some more with the help of other people. So Phill thought that I could help you two to spice up thing in bedroom. You'll decide how spicy you want the food, just a little bit to improve the taste, or something so burning hot that would send a Mexican cook running in terror."<br/><br/>He smiled again, putting his empty cup in the dishwasher, and thinking about the well worn quote:<em>Seduction isn't making someone do what they don't want to do. Seduction is enticing someone into doing what they secretly already want to do.</em>