Jo had to sharply remind herself that while Alfred was well traveled and experienced, he was still a traditional, English man at heart. Even so, his laughter and comment stung. The women she'd been had given her beautiful, memorable experiences — moreso than most of the men she'd been intimate with. To demean all those with 'that's not sex' was morally wrong.

"It's not sex in the traditional sense, no." She agreed, because there was no denying that. Penetration was required for the exact definition, of course. "You can still do plenty with your hands and mouth, though. There are even things you can do with an apparatus that are more similar to traditional sex..." she tried to keep her tone light and open, but failed at that at a few points. Alfred had laughed. Jo wasn't prepared for his ridicule.

"Have you never used your hands or mouth?" She questioned, determined to make light of this situation to avoid any further negative connotations. It occurred to her only seconds after voicing her question that if he was a traditional Englishman, then he certainly hadn't been instructed on how to properly pleasure a woman. And that, while not totally out of the realm of possibility, was truly unfortunate for any of his lovers.