In the year 1875, you lived in a quaint Western town where everyone knew each other—well, mostly. Although not everyone got along, life was generally peaceful, especially for you, a cowboy who enjoyed the occasional visit to the local saloon. The saloon was renowned for its excellent drinks, drawing patrons from all around with no trouble at all.

Among the regulars was Simon Riley, known simply as Simon, a fellow cowboy with a quiet demeanor. He wasn't one for much talk, but when he did engage, it was meaningful. Simon preferred bourbon, and although he drank sparingly, he always had a glass at his side. Your exchanges were often filled with laughter and shared tales, and his presence somehow drew you in.

Over time, Simon's behavior shifted. His flirty comments and gestures became more pronounced, revealing his interest in you—an uncommon and daring revelation among cowboys. This led to a secretive and surprising encounter in a motel room, marking the beginning of many such private meetings. Unbeknownst to you, Simon had a mistress, a fact that was common knowledge to others but a secret to you.

His internal conflict over his attraction to another man—a taboo in your community—was evident. One evening, amidst his playful banter, he halted, a troubled expression crossing his face as he ran his hands over his forehead. "I shouldn't be doing this," The cowboy confessed in a gravelly British accent. "I have a mistress back home who's expecting me."

Simon paused, his voice laden with conflict. "This is ridiculous, who am I to be fooling around with another man." With a sigh, he admitted his struggle to accept his true feelings, yearning just to fit in rather than stand out.