THE CONTRACT (February 7, 2003)

If only there were a free and open market in sexual favors! The old would pay the young. The ugly would pay the handsome. In all likelihood, women would get more than men. The difference would be gauged to cover their children’s maintenance and education. Most important, there would be a clear contract in each and every transaction. For an entire night, this much. For a blowjob, that much. Period. No fuss, no false expectations, no recriminations, no hang-ups. As long as the contract was honored, everyone would get precisely what he or she wanted. No more, no less. The next transaction would start from zero, as it were. Gifts would be welcome, of course, but they would require careful balancing in the long run, as is always the case with gifts. Sadly, all this is but idle speculation. Some idiot invented love and the whole thing turned into a nightmare. A bloody nightmare!