I have never acted so hard in my life until that married woman tried to wake me up in the middle of the night. The only other time I could remember I pretended so hard to be asleep was when I was 6 years old and was forced to have an afternoon siesta. It was the longest 30 minutes ever. Heck my bit part at a tv series recently took two takes and it lasted even less than ten minutes.
But this one is different. My friends and I went to a beach town, met two MILFs (google it) who were DTF (again, google), got drunk, partied, you already know. Blinding flash of the obvious is that we're no longer kids and she's a slightly older married woman whose husband is away and wants to play in the middle of the night after everyone went home from the disco. Totally. Different. From the afternoon plays I lived for when I was a young boy.
Great acting would mean I get canonized as a saint, and bad acting would, well, lead me to heaven. And hell at the same time. So instead of having a night filled with drunken sex, of me feeling nothing but just a total sex object, I chose to hone my craft and pretended to be, auf Deutsch, todmüde. Dead tired, asleep and just too drunk to damn function.
Let me make it very clear. Ich bin Schauspieler. But I am most definitely not a cheater.
A very good friend of mine, whilst in another beach town, admitted he cheated on his girlfriend recently with a Brazilian. He said it was one of the best lays of his life. I'm sure it was. Then again, I am in no position to pass judgment. Some people follow their heart. Others their head... down there.
He also happens to be from a country by which at a recent survey showed that 50% of those interviewed admitted that they, at some point, cheated on their partners. Surprisingly, asking my friends only reinforced the results. But I'll take it with a grain of salt.
There's just something about beach towns and cheating. Or just travelling for that matter. That it got me thinking, is it a cardinal rule for vagabonds to wander around different bodies that are not their partner's while also wander around other places too?
A German friend of mine thinks that the most stupid thing to do is to travel alone when you are still in a supposedly monogamous relationship. Solo traveling and staying loyal just does not add up, if anything, make sense. As of writing, he is now in South America and has slept with around 70+ women and counting.
A hot filipina friend of mine does it old school (no apps, just shows up at a beach town bar). She does one night stands on her own terms, on her own rules. She never does two night stands simply because because a hook up is anything but a vacationship. It is called a One. Night. Stand. For a reason.
With the advent of datings apps and basically anyone who travels are pretty much horny, scratch that, lonely. People are bound to face temptations. But being single and partaking in a free-for-all pleasures of the flesh bonanza is in no way similar to being in a relationship.
There is a line to be crossed, trust to be broken, and hearts to be trampled on. In simple terms, being cheated on hurts.
People cheat for various reasons. We tend to justify our shortcomings with loneliness, alcohol, needs, and the 'when in rome' mentality. When in the first place none of it would have had happened if we have instilled the "when in a relationship" mind set. Which is pretty much this; never cheat.
Then again cheaters will act their way out of a situation. We can fake loyalty but it requires so much more than just great acting. It demands steadfast COMMITMENT to the role of a faithful lover... and there's no role more difficult to play than that.
So why in a relationship in the first place? 🤣
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