Trilateral Damage. Alexander Noir

want to find an elegant way to cheat without cheating.

      Arian: You can be really difficult at times, you know?

      Lu: Yup, my words can come out as a pistol. And I’m no good at aiming, but I can aim it at you. Don’t ever forget that.

      Arian: I know, it’s weird. But I really love you, Lu. And no, I am absolutely not bored with you. But… I don’t know...

      Yeah, I could be at home, happily relaxed, having fulfilling sex with the woman who (at least sometimes) loves me, enjoying peace of mind. Instead, I push my girl into extreme situations, invite complete foreign women into our bed, use them, risk our relationship and friendship. Looking back at this night and all that happened… Perhaps I should have listened to you. Perhaps our culture is built on this monogamous concept because this is the only real way, the rest mere delusion? Perhaps desires like mine are just destroying things and that’s why we call them deviant…

      You wouldn’t have left me, would you?

      Lu: Well, perhaps… No. Not for this. You’re looking a little too good for me to leave you. But I would have…

      Arian: Fucked another man as revenge that same night, like you warned me?

      Lu: Definitely!

      Arian: But instead, what happened then?

      Lu: Well… then… Mila just was too much fun…

      Arian: You drive me nuts, bitch.

      Lu: You’re just not intelligent enough for me. Just because I have a clear opinion about things doesn’t mean I can’t recognize a good thing when I see it. I’m extreme. In both ways. Extremely strict and extremely flexible. And for you, sometimes this disposition gets confusing. My disproportionate reactions fuse with my eager state, that’s all. But that’s why you always want to come out and play with me, right?

      Arian: That’s why I got you to this hotel, yes! And I couldn’t stop the plan, just out of fear that you wouldn’t love me anymore.

      Lu: You mean your fear of losing me was not as intense as your desire to fuck another woman? Are you completely out of your mind?

      Arian: This is a very subjective description of a very complex situation. Let’s put it this way: you hate me for my limitlessness.

      But you love me for my courage.

      I really appreciate that you agreed to have an anonymous fuck date with two online sluts, just because you want to see me happy.

      And in the end, you had fun, right?

      Lu: Asshole-sex-junkie.

      Arian: See? But you’re right. I also would have preferred to meet Mila under other circumstances. But it was good anyway.

      Lu: Good? With all that happened?

      Arian: In the end…yes. We searched for a sex date, we met a goddess and we found a friend.

      Lu: We found the real Mila, yes. And Mila found her freedom. That’s all what counts.

      GOOD BERLIN FRIENDS

      Arian: She came on the terrace with these searching eyes. We immediately recognized her. She was completely different from her pic on the dating portal. Less styled, less fake, more Berlin. Strange to say that, since she’d probably put a lot of effort in her looks this evening. But here, this summer night in Mitte, the warm wind over Berlin’s skyline, this bar, here, she looked like a normal girl meeting good friends. Great looking normal girl, that is. Long legs like the TV tower, body like a model, a smile to bring peace to the Middle East…

      Lu: To put it less poetically: She was cool. I had expected one of these women with done lips and tits, high heels and perfume like these swinger club wives. I prepared to drink enough to survive a small talk massacre with some dumbass plastic bitch, afterwards do my job as a loving wife of a sex addict Neanderthal and then leave both to get me a real man at the bar.

      And then take sweet revenge...

      Instead, this girl comes, looking like Kreuzberg, wearing a real stylish jumper and says something like, “Hi, so sorry to be late. But this asshole Uber driver tried to increase his pay by giving me a fuckin’ sightseeing tour. Do I look like a damn tourist? I told him that if I want to drive in circles, I go skating. I told him to quit talking and get me here directly, not over Moscow…Oh, by the way: Hi, I’m Sophia.”

      It felt like friends for me, immediately.

      Arian: Yes, she was quite direct. Like you. Wasn’t the easiest position for me being between the both of you. She was always playing, never totally serious. And always talking. Lots of energy.

      Lu: I loved it. She was a hyperactive freak…

      Arian: But in the body of a beautiful woman. Direct, intelligent, down to earth… a real Berliner. She sometimes lost track of her story, then all of a sudden realizing it, she started to giggle, laughing about herself. I remember this scene…

      Sophia: Are you with me? No? Hmmm… I can’t keep up with myself. Do you want me to start again or do we just forget about the story? Oh, no, we can’t forget about it! I have to tell you! It’s important. Where did I stop?

      Lu: I don’t know where you stopped. I lost you a while ago. But I love listening to you, whatever you say. Just carry on. Arian, can you order me another drink?

      Arian: You stopped at the point where you wanted to tell us that you are studying…

      Sophia: Aaah! Yes! Thanks. Yup, I’m studying. I’m doing my masters in psychology. Can you get me a drink, too? And this here is my way of combining my personal interests with my career plans.

      Lu: Personal interests?

      Sophia: Yes, I love adventures. And people. I like people. I’m curious like a young cat. And with this here I can have fast adventures, get to know many people in a very intimate way and don’t have to fear that my affairs collide. The deal is clear for all. I just want to have fun.

      Arian: And why your career plans?

      Sophia: Well, my future clients will be having problems with their relationships. And with sex. I study while partying…

      Lu: You have fuck dates to become successful in your job? Slowly, I get a bit envious…

      Arian: But aren’t there other ways to get to know the intimate side of people?