Wednesday, July 20, 2011

THE ROVING KIND

Many years ago, when I first moved to L.A., I met a guy who told an interesting story about going to swingers' parties.

He was young, in his early 30s, as I recall. Not a bad looking guy. A short guy with dark hair and pale skin. Seemed to lack confidence with women.

He had wanted to go to swingers' parties and have wild, unencumbered sex with strangers, so he placed an ad in a magazine for a woman to go with him. These parties allowed couples only.

A lovely young lady answered the ad, and they started going to these parties. They would have sex with other people, but she would never have sex with him, and she would never go out with him, just the two of them, on a date.

Over time, he became more and more attracted to her, and more enamored with her, until finally he fell love.

But she would never go out with him. That made him very sad. 

Finally, I guess, they quit seeing each other altogether, and he quit going to those sex parties.

What does all that prove? What does it mean?

I think it means several things. One, that you don't always want what you think you want. He thought he wanted sex with strangers, but he changed his mind.

Two, it means that we want what we can't have. We tend to find things, and people, more attractive if they are out of reach.

Three, it means be careful what you wish for.

I think it's both sad and funny. The story has a kind of fine irony and a sense of poetic justice. Maybe he got what he deserved.

-- Roger

© Copyright 2011, Roger R. Angle

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