Night-hawk
Master Don Juan
I consider myself a red pill boy, man enough to loosen my clenched fists when my rational mind wonders into the dry, sandy, romanticism territory, where mirages are easy to appear when my thirst for intimacy isn't quenched from sex - and poor truths appear.
I was over at my good buddie's place last night. He recently moved in with his girlfriend of over 2 years. While he was up getting ready to go out with me I was looking at some pictures of him and his girlfriend. You know the kind, standing together overtop a mountain, looking into each other's eyes, as if their love tells its own story...I just took a piss, and even though the feeling of a pent up release of a few beer is nice, the image of these pictures put a bigger smile on me. I thought, I'd like to have this again.
So, anyway, we get to my place and we're having drinks, hanging out all is merry. Then, randomly, he tells me, "I have something to tell you, _____ cheated on me on her vacation". Not being surprised by much anymore, I still gave a rather surprised "what". He said how she told him when she came back. He said she felt terrible and how he said it's over. I was just facepalming. I did not see that but I remember when he said she went with her friends to Vegas I was iffy about it. He is an awesome guy, but I sensed a lack of game awareness and betaness between them. They seem to have a very loving, dedicated relationship and I have know both of them many years. Which makes him telling me this rather random.
Now, to each his own( as the saying goes) for how we carry outselves in our relationships. We use experience to gauge our gut feelings and how we react to reality, both explicit and imagined.
He then rationalized how she was drunk and felt bad and it was a mistake and not of her right mind.
I sympathized and listened, but I have a big mouth and mentioned how cheating is usually premeditated. He then wanted to place it all away.
The whole thing came out of left field; but, in my travels and knowledge, I never saw that ball coming. They are together. But, danm, gentlemen.
I was over at my good buddie's place last night. He recently moved in with his girlfriend of over 2 years. While he was up getting ready to go out with me I was looking at some pictures of him and his girlfriend. You know the kind, standing together overtop a mountain, looking into each other's eyes, as if their love tells its own story...I just took a piss, and even though the feeling of a pent up release of a few beer is nice, the image of these pictures put a bigger smile on me. I thought, I'd like to have this again.
So, anyway, we get to my place and we're having drinks, hanging out all is merry. Then, randomly, he tells me, "I have something to tell you, _____ cheated on me on her vacation". Not being surprised by much anymore, I still gave a rather surprised "what". He said how she told him when she came back. He said she felt terrible and how he said it's over. I was just facepalming. I did not see that but I remember when he said she went with her friends to Vegas I was iffy about it. He is an awesome guy, but I sensed a lack of game awareness and betaness between them. They seem to have a very loving, dedicated relationship and I have know both of them many years. Which makes him telling me this rather random.
Now, to each his own( as the saying goes) for how we carry outselves in our relationships. We use experience to gauge our gut feelings and how we react to reality, both explicit and imagined.
He then rationalized how she was drunk and felt bad and it was a mistake and not of her right mind.
I sympathized and listened, but I have a big mouth and mentioned how cheating is usually premeditated. He then wanted to place it all away.
The whole thing came out of left field; but, in my travels and knowledge, I never saw that ball coming. They are together. But, danm, gentlemen.
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