“If anyone slaps you on the cheek, turn to them the other cheek also…” – don’t think so!?

These 2 lads are good Roman Catholic boys, even if the Roman Curia may not agree with our sexual orientation. Our growing up has been the usual Sunday church attendance and a healthy upbringing by our parents, with a good dose of Roman Catholic ideals. Part of this upbringing is not to lower yourself to the level of your enemies, rise above them. “Eye for eye, tooth for tooth…” being wrong and “… if anyone slaps you on the cheek, turn to them the other cheek also…” being the right behaviour as a good Catholic. That may be a very honourable ideal, but in a changed, overpopulated world, if you follow these beliefs by the letter, every day, you may end up at the end of the queue. Again, it may help that the teachings say: “…the first will be last and the last will be first…” but we say no! Not always is this the appropriate reaction! There are times when one has to make a stand. Never was this more appropriate then today. These 2 lads had a most relaxing day, partaking in some essential retail therapy, followed by a late afternoon visit to our old friend, the Mozaic Beach Club. Being Sunday, all the expats were in attendance, with their kiddies of all ages. The club was busy as never seen before. Not to worry, these two lads found themselves two sunbeds by the pool and enjoyed two Bintang beers, whilst jumping into the water to refresh. Later in the afternoon, we were asked if we wished to move to the front daybeds, facing the beach, and accepted to do so, as our area was being invaded by more and more expat families. During our process of assembling our belongings, three teenage boys on the way to the upstairs restaurant needed to get passed these 2 most attractive gay lads, and the smirk on their faces clearly reflected their retarded thinking. The passage way was obviously not wide enough for 5 people, hence either the 3 boys or the 2 lads needed to move. This Swiss lads is placid and docile as a calm hippo, headstrong as a mule, and oh so dangerous as an angry hippo, and will most certainly not move when our person or character is being challenged. The juveniles moved into a single file, once they felt their challenge was going to end in defeat. Their smirk of course unchanged. Water over a duck’s back for the Swiss lad, but fuel to the fire of the hot blooded Latino lad. The move to the front row daybeds was otherwise uneventful, except for the head turns caused as these two stunning lads glided effortlessly and full of style towards the top spot in the club, in their stunning shorts and fashionable sunglasses. The Latino lad was still fuming and the steam was clearly visible rising from his ears and nostrils. The diplomatic Swiss quickly ordered two more Bintang beers and redirected the conversation to the most stunning sun, lowering itself into the ocean. But a glance towards the 3 boys made the hippo turn! Their glare and smirk towards these 2 lads had not changed and they were oozing juvenile ignorance and disrespect. A hippo is as quick out of water as it is in it, and just as fierce once made angry. Sunglasses back on, suck that tummy in to look just as stunning and super ripped as possible, the Swiss hippo made the attack towards the unassuming boys. Upon reaching them it stopped right in front of them and uttered: “If you boys have a problem, you tell it to my face directly.” And placidly returned to its partner, as the parents uttered some questions towards their young ones. The two lads were quite happy having stood their ground and having made it clear that we shall not be rolled over or brushed aside. The Bintang tasted better than ever. Shortly thereafter, the mother of one of the boys, arrived, boys in tow, apologising for her juvenile delinquent’s actions and that they were not raised to act in such manner. The teenage boys were asked to utter an apology to these two lads! Victory never tasted sweeter, thinking at how they must have felt, hormones and all pumping through their bodies, being dragged by their mother to do so and having to apologies at a public place. Oh how we love not turning the other cheek all the time!