Yes. You read the title. Friends CAN sleep together. This is an age old issue and it’s about time that we settle this once and for all. I’m definitely not the ultimate authority on all things friends and all things sex, but I stand on my logic here.
Many of us have friends of the opposite sex. (This could probably apply to same sex friends but that ain’t my life so I can’t speak on that). We have friends and a lot of times they are attractive people to us. Sometimes we have an ugly outlier but for the most part our tastes and likes aren’t limited to our mates. We are inexplicably drawn to what we like to see in people at all times. That was a really long way to say that our friends look good too. If you have had really close, really good looking friends then you have probably stumbled into that uncomfortable moment where everything just feels right. Let’s talk about that moment for a minute for informational purposes.
True friends are very close to our hearts and circumstances. That means they are there for the high points in life and the low points in life. They are there when we are strong and they are also there when we are weak. Sometimes the “moment” happens when we are happy. Sometimes the “moment” happens when we are sad and vulnerable. Sometimes the “moment” comes when are rational and sometimes it comes when we are intoxicated on life, alcohol, or drugs. There’s no way to create the exact moment, but many of us have had it or will encounter it soon enough. I DO know this much. There is a certain stillness about that time. There is an inner desire to act in a sexual manner. You know the other person feels that way. They look good (great right then). And that’s about all humans need to actually participate in consensual sexual activity.
The history of your friendship also does much to make that “moment” feel right. There’s nothing like being with someone who you trust and love, and if everyone is fully functional then it can happen.
It’s sort of like my car. I just got a car because of a horrible accident. I wasn’t hurt too bad but of course my car was totaled. Now my new car has all the stuff I like. 6 speed, slightly larger tires on the back, push button traction control, a lot of torque, plenty of horsepower, blah blah blah. The governor is even set high so I can actually run it up to about 147. Anyway, when the moment is right I make sure to give it all I can. If you truly know me then you know I will run it all the way out when I get the notion. I will race anybody. I’ll even race knowing I will lose just because I want to see how I do against better competition. If the police come I have already figured out that they’re going to get the one in the back or the loser.
Here’s the rub. If you can recognize that driving 150 mph is hazardous to the car I love, my freedom from incarceration, and my life in general, then you should be able to recognize just how much you’re risking by sleeping with your friend. You don’t get that many true friends and the same way the speed limit sign lets me know that I’m breaking the law is the same way that the word FRIEND is letting you know that you are breaking the law by sleeping with them. Just because my car can do 150 doesn’t mean I should actually do it. The truth about it is, just because you CAN sleep with your friend doesn’t mean you should.
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