'Oh really. Partly the truth. So then my observations stand.'

She tucks in as well, bread and beans first, closing her eyes for a moment to savor the bite.

'You know, that form was terribly reductive anyway. I suspect, and no doubt you'll correct me if I'm wrong, but I suspect, you want a confident lover, one who knows what she wants; someone who enjoys sex. Someone who enjoys you. Not someone who has a limited menu of options and exists solely to keep you happy for the duration of the transaction.'