Many of us practice deceit to practice this hobby. We tell lies. At home. At work. We lie to the girls. We lie to ourselves. Yes, we do.
Not living alone. Not traveling enough. Nosy neighbors. Whatever, many of us are encumbered by circumstance. We can't just go to the club when there's an urge. When we can go, we have to be careful when and how we return. Tits and ass for us isn't just hobby - it's an operation.
How many of us keep a change of clothes in our cars so the smell of the club (or the girls) doesn't return with us? A fresh shirt, some Frebreze and a long drive with the windows open have worked wonders for me. For others, the anti-detection routine includes a 24-hour gym where a shower makes it possible to turn the key at home.
A clean shirt and shower gel might not be enough for some girls. There are wives and girlfriends as suspicious of clean as they are of dirty. Defeating their suspicion - their instinct - takes extra layers of deceit.
A "legend" - a well-constructed cover - is essential. To withstand doubt, a legend has to be built deliberately and strategically.
Building lies on truth pays off. What that means is a solid legend uses truth to advantage. Constructing a legend that is as true as possible helps to conceal the lie within. A guilty man needs an innocent narrative.
A late night at the office, for instance. If the nature of the job doesn't legitimately justify late evenings, a different lie is needed. Or if your plan is to announce a late night out of the blue, then expect some skepticism. It's less suspicious if you've built a legend in advance supporting the alibi. Invest some time in making sure whoever knows how the work is building and how there's no choice except to put in the extra hours. Build that legend over time with conversations days and even weeks in advance. The investment will be worth it. If you're waiting until after the fact, you risk being found out.
Obscure hobbies are another example of the truthful legend. One of my hobbies is real, bland and very niche, which makes it a perfect excuse for being out and away. My story when I go to a club might revolve around going to an official event for the hobby or something informal with friends who share this obscure interest. Even better, many times I actually go - then I hit a club on the way home to get my knob polished. I'm building lies on the truth.
I don't get my car repaired in my neighborhood for a reason. No one needs to know that every car shop I go to just happens to be near a club open during the day. It's amazing how often my store pickup location isn't the store closest to home. Sometimes not close at all. And I always seem to have the worst traffic. A text from the road helps avoid any questions.
Buying concert tickets for her can have ROI (return on investment) for you. Encouraging her to spend time with her parents or friends is the right thing to do, if you know what I mean.
None of this works if you're stupid. She can track your phone. You might be able to turn off location once or twice. After that? EZPass is another giveaway if she has access to the account. Debit and credit cards leave a trail. And what if she calls? Why didn't you answer? Your alibi has to stand up to scrutiny.
The closest I ever got to getting caught was entirely analog. I was using the hobby legend. Truth is I was actually at an event. I stopped on the way home at an all-time favorite sleazy joint and enjoyed an all-time fuck from smoking hot Latina. Changed shirts. Check. Febreze. Check. Windows down. Check. All the usual precautions. I just didn't anticipate how insidious the cigar smoke from some asshole would be. Why do you smell like that? You never come home smelling like that. Where were you? Oh no ...
I talked my way out of that one. It helped that she was very tired. But lesson learned.
This hobby can be challenging. Finding the right club with the right girls is just the start. Getting there and back safely requires careful planning and flawless execution for many of us. As someone said once in a movie: The "fidelity" bank and trust is an unforgiving creditor.
He got that right. One mistake can cost us. Get fucked. Don't fuck it up.
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