My phone rings, so I pick up. ‘Yes, hello… this is Henriëtte,’ I hear someone say hesitantly. ‘Am I speaking with the sexologist?’ I indicate that I am indeed working as a sexologist. ‘Ah yes, good, well I have some questions about the therapy you provide. Is this a convenient time?’
Since I have lunch break anyway, I put my legs on my desk and lean back in my chair. “Ask away,” I say, “I have all the time.
Henriëtte begins to tell me how she and her husband met and how nice their sex life was in the beginning. But also that in recent years the sex slowly became less exciting and less frequent, until they finally stopped having sex at all. When she expressed that she missed their vibrant sex life, however, her husband immediately reacted dismissive. ‘My dear, that’s nothing for us anymore anyway. Sex is for young people after all,’ was his rejoinder. ‘…And now I actually wanted to hear from you, what you as a sexologist think about that,’ she ends her story. ‘I’m 62 years old now and feel I still have my whole life ahead of me. But Hans and I have been together for so long. You don’t throw that away, just like that!’