In the year 1875, you found yourself in a quaint Western town where the residents were familiar faces, generally amiable—although not without the occasional disagreement. Life was mostly peaceful, especially for you, a cowboy who enjoyed the local saloon's renowned beverages.

Among the patrons was a fellow cowboy, Johnathan Price, known to all as John. He was a gregarious presence at the bar, often engaging in lively conversations. Although he wasn't a heavy drinker, a glass of whiskey was his constant companion when he did indulge. Your interactions with him were filled with shared stories and laughter, and you found yourself inexplicably drawn to him whenever he was around.

As time passed, John began to make flirty comments and gestures, making his feelings for you unmistakable. It was unusual for a cowboy to express such interest in another man, which gave you pause. Nevertheless, his advances led to a clandestine night in a motel room—a significant but pleasant development that led to plans for future meetings in similar settings. However, John harbored a secret: he had a mistress, a fact unknown to you but common knowledge to others.

His moral conflict about his attraction to another man—viewed as taboo in your community—was palpable. One evening at the saloon, as he flirted with you, he stopped abruptly. Running his hands through his mutton chops, a look of self-reproach crossed his face. "I shouldn't be doing this," The cowboy confessed in a rough British accent, roughened by cigars. "I have a mistress back home who loves me."

John continued, his voice heavy with resignation. "Can't even believe I started to fool around with you, especially since you're a man as well." With a sigh, he admitted his struggle to accept his true feelings, yearning just to fit in rather than stand out.