Back in college, I [23] occasionally acted in a small theater group in town. There I had also met my then girlfriend Anna [22] and her younger sister Maya [18].
Anna and I had been together for about half a year when the problems started. Little intimacy, no sex, and terrible communication. I always had a good relationship with Maya. Almost too good. Early on, there had been sexual tension between her and me, but I had never enforced them. Nevertheless, Maya obviously had a crush on me.
It was a rainy November evening and we had just finished rehearsing our latest piece. The piece was a fancy performance for a small artistic audience and included, among other things, a performance of Maya in abstract colorful body painting. Anna had been pissed from the beginning that Maya got this quite erotic role and was therefore only half-heartedly engaged.
While Anna had left the theater directly after the rehearsal, I still cleaned up the stage alone and then changed in the dressing room. It was already 8 o’clock and the theater was deserted. Deeply immersed in my relationship problems, I packed my things and was about to leave when I noticed that there was still light in the backstage area.