Wylie laughed, lightly and a little sadly, but he laughed. He shook his head and smirked, something about this far too amusing. "You remember how it was, the first time? What I was looking for was a man who could hold me now. I was looking for a man that would be strong enough not really physically but mentally to be dominant. I..." he paused, trying to think of the right way to say this, "I too often am the one playing that role and I was tired of working so hard for other people's pleasure and I need to be, well, strapped down and mindless for a while. That is what fascinated me about you. The rest of it? What you are? Well, that was merely the explanation."