Partner A is set on more grinding and sweating while Partner B would rather catch up with old friends at dinner. Dismal times follow. B finds it hard to talk to A because A always has that aggressive look in his or her eyes. B announces nonchalantly that he is exhausted and has a paper to write, so A knows that it isn't tonight. The relationship then collapses.
Eroticism is the teasing, sex is the disappointing second act.
When these areas are fiddled with, humans are led to all sorts of indecencies as he forgets the wonderful logic he is learning in his MAP classes. Finally, in this day and age man has come to abandon his instincts. No longer is fighting and quarreling an accepted form of expression. Perhaps this is the final stage for me, the leaving behind of worldly pleasure to become a patriarch of bad column writing. Sex is interference, and a waste of time when I have to supply the hungry reader with twenty five inches of humor.