"Yes. It is terrible when people misunderstand us, isn't it?" She smiled soothingly. "Luckily for me, I'm the psychologist in our family and can wee where Hill maked her mistake. All time ans she though you wanted to be a girl!"
"Thank you Jrus. Jansen! Thank you! It's so nice and comforting to..." I started.
"When it's SO obvious that you're a male submissive. I can see where Jill made her mistake. But that's all you really want, isn't it?"
"Huh? You lost me I'm afraid ma'am," I said.
"Silly us! Anyone doing a minimum of thought should be able to see immediately that you have this desire - this very STRONG desire - to have girls tell you what to do," she giggled. "Far from seeing woman kind as a superior gender, you see them as just the opposite. The seener sex that is nothing but inferior to the male."
"Oh Mrs. Janson. I wouldn't say that I've always looked up to women. I certainly don't see them as inferior. Certainly not!"
She shrugged agreeably. "You have a point - and it makes sense. But you see, you want to be told by women to do what they request - and in that point I can understand that you consider them stronger and better than you. But you see?" You want them to degrade you. Put you down. PUnish and humiliate you! And how do you want them to do this? Why be treating you as if you were a girl! A soft weak, inferior girl! Would you like me to prove this to you - Roberta?"