Oh, Alexandra. In a way, the statement was ekphrastic, but women, as I may have mentioned, seem to offer sex after something is given rather than simply enjoy it for what it is. It's like on a date, they'll say: "So, you think buying me dinner will get me in bed?" And, of course, while I may like the idea, I am often dumbfounded. "Am I the only one here interested in sex?" But, yes, a lot of us men joke among ourselves. We contemplate that if sex is all we are after or need, why don't we just cut to the chase? Well, for one thing there is the legitimacy of the normal process of dating. There is probably nothing like being told you are going to jail because the woman you are out with is an undercover cop. But, when you consider divorce, where you give up half your income and assets, where you inevitably end up supporting your family, which you accept as an outcome of wanting sex. Lots of mini-me's running around, how nice. I think, as more and more people are affected by the rich-poor gap, a prostitute from time-to-time, might equate or be better than the enslavement inherent in normal relationships. Oh, I forgot to mention the fact that a prostitute certainly is not in love, which of course adds insult to the injury of false intimacy. At a certain point, if you have to pay for sex, the thrill is gone.