In a world where it were easy to have your fencing partner, I have every confidence that you would have. It was not easy, because your culture did not make it so, nor, I am sure, was it easy for the cocktail waiter. Why are you so quick to discount his consent? Is he not capable of making his own choices?
Think of it this way, sir. Should Mr. Belmont imply that you are in some way using me, he is insulting you, yes, but he is also assuming that I am an object for your use. I am not. I choose to be in your employ, and, what's more, I chose to be in your employ instead of Mr. Belmont's. If you consider yourself a predator and cling to your shame, you disrespect not only your own perfectly natural desires, but the cocktail waiter who, for all you know, wanted to be exactly where he was regardless of your station, or his.
He can harm others. It is less easy for him to harm me. I am interested in absorbing that harm so others will not have to. As far as I can tell, he is particularly adept at hurting other Clovennians. He will have a harder time with me. And I told you, I'm already going to be the most likely target. I might as well face him head on.