Many times friends just don’t understand the lifestyle.  This isn’t uncommon as there are many who will not or just plain won’t understand what the lifestyle is about.  Now, i have/had a friend who didn’t like the lifestyle in the least, but in time came to understand some of the basic components and reality of the lifestyle.  Now, as with all things in my life, things got complicated from there.  My friends started out hating my Master, with no justification or real reason other than the fact that she disapproved of the lifestyle, and as she got to know my Master and how our relationship worked she grew to like and now even love my Master.  Told you it got complicated!!

It started with her just popping into the chatroom that we frequented and she would, well, not be rude, but she wasn’t exactly nice either.  She would say something that would make Master mad.  Most of the time she didn’t mean to push that hard and she worried about her actions coming back on me as i was her friend.  Thankfully, my Master is wonderful and continued to allow me to have contact with her as she was my best friend.  So at first she would make him mad and then she would apologize.  This happened over and over, almost more times than i could count.  And then of course there were those times in the begining when i would make a mistake, and goodness, she would run to my Master and tell him how horrible she thought that it was…thank goodness i am a quick learner or this could have gotten very bad.

But slowly, actually most noticed almost right away, an attraction grew between my Master and my friend.  Good news for me, as that’s the best of both worlds as far as i’m concerned.  But there were still things that my friend rebelled against, and some of that had to do with the lifestyle in and of it’s self.  My Master is a poly so adding her to the relationship is not an issue on our end; however, my friend is much younger than i am or he is, and she still has dreams of the picket fence and such.  Now, there are still aspects of that life that she could have and be happily furfilled with, but i think she was too scared to really ask the questions that were going around in her head.  Mostly, i think she just didn’t want to admit that she had fallen for my Master.

Well, rather than let this turn into a book, i shall endevour to write more on this tomorrow.