That's producing progeny, doing your duty. Sex is . . . He squinted his concentration. Sex is feeling each other up in the movies, in the car, running up the stairs and not even making it to the bed. Sex is sweat, Ari.
Sex is fun.
Garza thumped his barrel chest, then leaned over and poked a finger at Ari's stomach. Eighty-one, and I get it because I don't give up, my friend. I don't give up just because I'm getting old. He tapped a finger to his temple. All in the mind.