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Thursday, November 2nd, 2006

When is a friend a friend?

I’m at work and totaly bored. Not in the mood for anything. So I decided to do a blog entry. Why, as again I have relevant questions chasing my mind. And this is why they hunt me:

I had visit yesterday from my 2 best girlfriends. We had a nice ‘couch evening’ talking about live, boyfriends and sex. Ok, we honestly spoke most of the time about sex. After a cetrain amount of alcohol, women always talk about sex. Suprised? Don’t think so! Men don’t do the same when they are drugged? Yes, we first spoke about our jobs, life and how we are, so don’t get the wrong impression. But the funny part is the sex, or? So C. complained about her new boyfriend. And when a woman complains about sex it must be realy realy bad. Me and K. had a realy good laugh about her stories and she got first pissed we laugh and later told more and more bedroom stories, that we didn’t ended rolling over the floor is a miracle. At least we had tears in the eyes. So this guy must be a total sleeping pill. As C. likes sex a bit more kinky (direction public) she made him feel realy unconftable here and then. K’s sex life is still the same as she is in a long term relation and the boring one of us. If you have sex at regular bases.. and I mean regular as all friday and sunday evening, I would go crazy. So we drank and C. told us stories, till they started to beat me so I go finaly ahead and get me a friend to get fucked. What they said: I would need it. I realy didn’t wanted to tell em, but the booze lifted my tongue and I made perhaps a big mistake. I told em about my fantasy to become a 24/7 slave. Ok, the funny part was instandly gone. They declared me insane and both tried to convince me not to go this way. So this is the story how my question grew.

Shouldn’t friends support you with your dreams and fantasies? Catch you when you fall. But just tell you that you have a sick mind, because you don’t think like they suppose you to think? Am I sick? I just don’t like what others like or think. Don’t get me wrong, I had enough sex laying on my back and a dude breathes in my face with a beer breath. Makes a funny face after 2 minutes and rolles over to sleep. I also had good sex, but I never had even close as good sex as when I got humiliated or dominated (even without sexual action, this makes me horny as hell). But thats not the point: How should friends react if they hear that somebody does or want to do something, they don’t like or find discusting? I don’t want to kill myself, neither cut a leg or arm off. We seperated quite frosty as I told em, that I want to go this way. They realy gave me a hard time and all the arguments they gave, I had with myself long before. K. even said, if I do that, I can forget about her as a friend. Why?? Why you say something like that? She is old enough to know, that you can’t force an adult with a threat. Works with kids perhaps, but I’m curious, kind of sure… I cried half the night.

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