The art of sex??

I sometimes wonder: has everything we do have to do with sex? 
I got to know a guy through a game, we started talking and then we talked about a lot of things and today I mentioned that I have to go to work tomorrow but I´m not that tired, so he suggested masturbation.

I´m not prude and I do not have any problem talking about sex but I answered that I will safe that option for another time. He went on when that time will be, I told him that the word in german for mastubation is "Selbstbefriedigung" which means "selfsatisfaction", but in german the word has the word "selbst" in it and that means by myself. I told him that that was something that he did not need to know because masturbation is about being alone and when that happens I would be by myself.
He apologized but I was kind of sad because I have been around a while and it always (99%) is the man that starts talking or asking about sex. I have not met him IRL and I will not either since he lives in another country but I think it´s sad that there seems not to be something else to talk about.

I´m not offended, I like sex, I can talk about it but it seems that all conversations always lead in that direction. Do we really have nothing else to talk about?? How about the latest news of the world? How does it feel to walk on green gras, or take a walk in the forrest? What was your first memory as a child?
There are so many things to talk about but MEN always seem to have only that in their heads. I know, I´m making sweeping statements about men but I know that I´m doing it.

 Don´t get me wrong! I love men, but they are sometimes a little simple, they often are open to get to know you but as soon as you make a move that you have something else in mind they only see your without clothes!! 

 I told the guy that I will have to get started to go to bed and that I wished him a good night. He asked if I´m upset, I said no even though I wished that for once I could meet a man, person, who would not mention sex on the first days of acquaintence and that we could talk about other stuff before we get into that stage.

 I think, that he feels like a fool and we´ll see what tomorrow brings. Good night to you all! 
Namaste!
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