The idea is simple. Strangers are people that we know very little about and especially we know nothing about their past, families, jobs, diseases, troubles, wants, needs and downfalls.. you name it. They are people we can connect with but we are not entangled with, nor interrelated with. Therefore they are a perfect ground for releasing our needs, wants and fantasies. Strangers can be anyone for us and they can play any role we want them to play.
In my story that, of course, would be a love story, meeting a perfect stranger leads to a perfect romance. It would be a time limited and expiry date bounded romance that would however enable living up longed for dreams (it doesn't necessary mean dirty) and emotional flows.
Although I didn't write it last summer I was lucky enough to have my own perfect stranger experience. My affair lasted nineteen hours and went smoothly through all the stages of a regular romance starting from a meeting for a first time and quickly escalating to a great passion and desire and then finally last (and only) goodbye. Due to its intense and speedy nature I started flirting with my stranger woman by a first drink, kissed her by a second, we started using couple styled pronounces like 'we' and 'our' by a third drink and so on and so forth. I drunk many drinks that night. Two key elements were that we didn't even know our real names (I was Scarlett, that's a bit dirty but luxurious) and we knew that the end would inevitably come. The parting was probably one of the most beautiful ones I have ever had in my life. No drama, no anger, just beauty and mutual affection. It was perfect.
Okay, I pushed that experience to the limits. It was my test. My scientific nature was curious and wondered how far can one go in a game like that. The answer is: yes, you can say 'I love you'.
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