The search for the perfect men sometimes against all rules is conducted by us and in prohibited areas. What happens when in the zone of visibility are the best friends of our men? Rarely when a man comes into our lives one. About placer socks and crowds of close relatives, whose names are patronymics are not able to pronounce even for people with speech therapy education, we'll talk later. Apart from all these troubles are His Friends. Whether we like it or not really (usually the second option), but to communicate with these chasers, losers, conceited - insert the correct word - have regularly and, if possible, politely. Find an approach to them, and may think that it's in the bag. A series of favorable replica "It got cool" and "I b a wife" - and your Beau without noticing it, will start to whistle March. In short, all these Little, Gareki and Eugene can play in your life does not last role. And can and not one...
Demon friendship
Sex with a friend your boyfriend (in the sense of "just sleep", i.e. to go Hawking and return to their initial positions: he is a friend, you are my favorite woman) is, of course, utter rudeness even by female standards. And in "adult" life is not all too common. In adolescence - easily, drunk or under the hot hand caught. Options "check", "bases", "places" and other stupid boy impersonator; a cardsharp fun too, probably passed many. But we sort of understand and serious people. Therefore, when an affair with your best friend happens, he is doomed to be serious.
If you have a permanent man who might accidentally read this article, you better close this page, in no case do not link to her personal blog and RUB the browsing history. In General, any legal way to not let him know what I say, or he gets upset. In fact, if you inevitably start to pull his best friend and this craving by all indications mutual, you with him with great probability will be together. And will be happy. After that inviolable stronghold called Male bonding, which is harder than diamond and more transparent tears baby, still trembled, must be causing the respect for reason.
Natural selection
Speaking official language of marketers, the main competitive advantage of a Best Friend that it really is neither of those things, not usually thinks. As it usually happens. You trying to ingratiate himself to the man's boyfriend and earn the definition of "cool", Shine wit, liberal views and culinary talents. A friend who is not particularly glad your coming on the horizon (earlier on Saturdays they had hockey, and now you have a subscription to the Conservatory), in contrast, behaves naturally complains about a boss, ask permission to smoke, without unnecessary gestures abusing your soup. In the end, you get a rare chance to see a man not in the active state of courtship, when for the transmission of dust in my eyes he is ready to play Abramovich, and what it is actually. So, you're all clear: if you have succumbed to the charm, it is no accident, and being of sound mind and strong memory. Then there is the option with the illusion and the subsequent disappointment, which, as practice shows, and destroys most relationships, you obviously do not face. Friend will have to approach this issue with greater awareness. "Male friendship is Holy," surely, you know all. Somehow it so happened: while girls gossip, intrigue and squabble favourite for both skirts, boys friends. Firmly and truly, as commanded Musketeers and cadets. So if the person involved and dare to encroach upon a woman friend, only when he is absolutely certain: you are "The Same". Add to that an increased degree of inclination (about the taste of the forbidden fruit do not have to remind), and passions will be such that the explosion of the atomic bomb will seem fun with fireworks firecrackers, and the picture to become clear. And you choose how to enter: to admire, horrified recoil or leave autographed it.
Lena, 24 years: "I was born and raised in Samara, and Sasha met when he came to our town on a business trip. Six months cavalier drove me almost every weekend, and then said, “All so can not continue. I take you in Moscow”. And I found myself in a strange city, even after the year has not brought me closer and clearer.
The first person whom I met at a new place, was Vanya - Saskin childhood friend. He met us at the airport, and then helped me to unpack the suitcases: Sasha that day was urgently called to work. Compared to other buddies, all dressed up, chatty and incredibly pathetic, he looked the most adequate. Sasha thought of him as a freak and a simpleton, but they were friends from school. Sasha was extremely happy that we quickly found a common language, and took way to ask a friend to come with me to a movie, then just walk. At first it seemed strange: Sanei I live, cook him food, engaged in sex with him, and talk heart to heart I happen to his best friend.
The decision to part with Sasha matured in me thanks Vanya. No, the novel never happened, even though between us was obviously some chemistry. The fact that this guy has become something of a litmus test. Watching Ivan treats me, I realized what I was missing in Sasha: he was, to put it mildly, not the man with whom I could live happily ever after. Restaurants, shopping, party - this was, of course, great. But behind all this tinsel I didn't see the person with whom you could just take a walk in the Park or bathe the night before Telecom. I lacked the confidence and warmth. What I appreciated in our Vanya relations. Could only wonder why Sasha asked me to move in with him, did not recognize a serious relationship".
Irina, 29 years: for Three years we have worked together with Egor in one office, but friends have never been. Nevertheless communicated often enough. Almost all our conversations there was a Demon in the passport Eugene best friend Yegor, and part-time underground rock musician and producer. Can't say that I wanted to meet him, but it was enough to enjoy the concert, as I literally tore the roof: I haven't heard the music, and just looked at standing on the stage the man. And thought: “I want it”. “Don't even dream! said Egor. - The Demon's wife and two children. What only girls not hang, he is none responded”. After the concert we all crowd fell to the Devil in the guests drank, sang, danced. And all this time I felt his eyes on me, from which I was myself an electric discharge. Then all began to disperse to their homes, but I haven't had time to catch the car when I received a sms from an unknown number: “go Back”.Three summer months, while the family of the Devil was in the country, ravaged our novel. During this time I seem to have changed the composition of the blood from the abundance of endorphins. I, as an addict, came to him for dose proximity and each time was left hungry. It was too good to end...
Egor, whom we had met at work, pretended that nothing was happening. Only once, when waiting for a call I smoked a pack of cigarettes, he came to me and said: “If I'll need, I got”. At that moment I did not attach importance to him... But at the end of August, the Devil demanded that I no longer had called him: his family returned. I didn't know what to do, where to go... And ran to Egor. I didn't have to explain anything, and I realized that the closer I have nobody. Until the morning I roared Yegor on the shoulder as we sat on the bed together, and I poured it down his shirt with tears.
At night he nursed me day and saw the Demon - fever not less, and Yegor had to work on two fronts. Don't know how it happened, but I almost settled Yegor. In the morning we had a work night at the grocery store and back home. For two months we slept in the same bed, and between us there was nothing. When one morning I felt his hand on his breast, he asked: “Why now? ” “You finally stopped crying in his sleep,” said Yegor.
The devil was the only friend Yegor, who didn't come to our wedding. I don't know what exactly happened between them, but they ceased to exist for each other. "I made you the offer that day when I knew he was ready to remove it from my life," said Egor, when I asked, sorry if it is, I lost a friend".
Light, 25 years: "I would like to say that Pasha was love at first sight. But it is not. Were the holidays, we celebrated with a big company at the cottage. Igor, we, my boyfriend, invited the owners of the house, and Igor took Pashka. They rarely appeared without each other. At first I laughed at this, but over time realized that the ties that bind, incredibly strong. Parents Igor and Pasha were friends from school, the boys also studied in the same class, and then a couple came in Suvorov. In General, Igor trusted his friend a hundred percent. Due to exams at the Institute, which should begin from day to day, I had to what with testimony before the rest. Pasha has also had some business in town, so we went together. Usually he walked me to the door and immediately called Igor to report that they were taken to safe and sound. But this time was different. Try to find out who made the first step, he crossed the line, is a thankless. Yes, and judging by how quickly kisses moved into a more active phase, the desire was mutual. For the hour that we spent together, never said a single word. Cost Pasha to leave, and he did, too, silently, as I poured a wave of horror. I don't know why, but I was sure that he would tell Igor. But three days passed, a week - Igor behaved as if nothing had happened. Pasha also, only tried less to meet me look. I was in an incredible strain. And when, after two weeks on the threshold of my apartment again appeared Pasha, I realized that I was waiting for it.
Six months we met secretly. We are stuck in this story, and being unable to extricate himself from it. We both betrayed the man who loved. And were ready to betray him again and again, just to be together. Finally Pasha told everything to Igor, and received the reply: “Thanks for the honesty, but today you're dead to me”. Still can't forget glassy with pain look Pasha's place, when he told me about it... the Second blow was unexpected and even more painful. Parents, now that we are together, drove him out of the house. “I never thought that my son will grow up to be a traitor! shouted flap mother, while he was packing. And yet, our story ended happy end. More precisely, it has not ended, and still continues - this is happiness. Yes, we live in a rented apartment, which size is more like a Cabinet. Yes, most of our friends took the side of Igor and ceased to communicate with us. Yes, you will need a lot of time to normalized relations with parents. But I am sure that this time we have".
Source:
Elle
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