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"I can't prove to you that it wouldn't be so, Anton. There are risks involved. I can't even prove it to myself that there won't challenges arising. I can only prove that I love you. And what's wrong with sex anyway? Sex is on every man's mind. It's wired in. It's a part of our individuality as male human beings. Women are different that way. Some researchers conducted a study in France that proves in concrete numbers that on average a woman talk three times as much as men do. Men generally lack the skills to chatter as freely and as openly about anything and everything in a verbal communications that expresses emotions and builds relationships. Men tend to chatter silently. It reverberates in their thinking. Researchers also found out that the 'chattering' in the male mind tends to be focused on sex. They determined that men stray into the arena of sex on average once a minute, while women do so only once a day. That appears to be the way we are, according to the researchers. Maybe they are right, maybe not. Of course, if I were to dance with you, I would be dancing with you as a woman. It wouldn't be honest otherwise."
"And you expect me to agree with that?" Anton interjected.
"The numbers might be skewed," I replied. "Statistics can be manipulated. They often proof what one intends to prove. As for myself, I agree with the researchers in general. We men tend to be wired to silently chatter about sex in countless different ways that goes on verbally, visually, emotionally, all mixed up in a grand medley that even becomes interwoven with physical responses. If you want me to tell you that this isn't so, I can't. I would be denying myself. But what about you? Are the researchers wrong in what they say about women?"
Anton shook her head. "It's not a secret that we women chatter more verbally than men do. Our brain is more talkative. The chitchat comes mixed with a nice feeling for one-another. In some cases it creates a kind of high that get us to talk like a whitewater stream in which the motions flow in amazing eddies and gushing currents. The bubbling is about relationships. Maybe that is why we women find it so relaxing to chitchat with other women. It's the best stress-relief I know. This means we are different, you and I. It also means that I was right about you when I accused you having sex on your mind," she said and began to laugh.
"Oh, we are different yes, and thank God we are different. What a dull universe we would be living otherwise? But one peels the wrapping away the differences vanish into insignificance so that there should be nothing that isolates and divides us," I interjected. "We are more like a great choir that includes many voices, such a altos, sopranos, tenors, and bass voices. That's why a choir produces such a rich sound. However, what makes the sound rich and profoundly expressive is not the multiplicity of the choir's voices, but the grace with which the voices are expressed. The music unfolds as grace."
"This means that I was wrong to accuse you of having sex on your mind," said Anton and began to grin.
"That would be like accusing a soprano of being a soprano," I replied. "However, you might accuse a soprano of trying to sing like a tenor that he is not, or a tenor of pretending to be a bass. The resulting music would be a pain to listen to."
Here I had to laugh myself. "I think it is a tragedy in social relationships when we pretend to be what we are not, or conspire to change others into what they are not. So, what's wrong with sex anyway? You are a part of a sexually modulated humanity as much as I am. Apart from that we are equal. We are equal in value, beauty, creativity, honor, and everything else that defines us a human beings. It's a part of the music of human relationships."
"What's wrong about sex is that it is sought after without grace," said Anton. "Without grace it's just an empty facade that has no value."
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