Dogs barking furiously outside and one wise owl just hooots all night. Why do owls hoot? Because it sounds good or because they need answers? And the fog is up; they hoot more then. Why? I listened to them before I typed this to you, when I was sitting thinking that it would be nice to watch you on video. This sort of arousal just blossoms out of the writing and words and the drive to express myself. Partly because I want to have the visual pleasure of remembering the crash of our orbits — as most men who have appreciated your intimacy would still want — but also because there is the lingering emotional satisfaction of doing something or creating something to win your curiosity or approval. I think the formula for answering Ananda’s sexual judgement is to arouse her curiosity in order to know her sexually. That would be a smart, masculine strategy. But anyone can do that. Is it too much to think of myself to write that I judged your sexual curiosity? That I aroused that sexuality to get to know your curiosity?