I have three best friends. They mean the world to me, cliché I know, but true. They are completely different people, but all connected by the common string of me!

The first one, and perhaps most important to me, is an extremely intelligent, funny, loving, nonjudgmental girl who was born in Poland. We met in 8th grade but didn’t become really close until 10th grade. When we did finally bond, we bonded hard. She is my other half in so many ways. She was there for me when my mother kicked me out of my home. She opened her home to me in that difficult time. Even more than that, she is the one friend who knows every gritty detail, every gory aspect of my sex life. There are things I am not open about with “vanilla” people because of the taboo nature and the ‘squick’ factor associated with them. However, when I broke down and told her some of the deeper and darker things I did, she never judged me. She smiled, said it might not be for her but she is happy I found something I like. Do you wonder why she’s my best friend?

The second is a sweet, strong, hilarious, caring boy born in England (I have a thing for immigrants, huh?). We went to the same middle school but didn’t become close to him until my sophomore year of high school. We have frank discussions about sex pretty much every discussion we have ever had. I tell him about all my crazy exploits and he tells me I am too wild for his tastes but lives vicariously. He comes to me with all his questions about sex and relationships. He is like a little brother to me. Even though he is a full grown man now, I still look at him as the little boy I met years ago.

The third is a smart, sexy, conservative, kinky-lite, mature girl who has had the rockiest relationship with me out of them all. We’ve been friends since the first day we met freshman year. We’ve had a falling out or two, but have always managed to find our way back to each other. She keeps my secrets and I keep hers. We have more in common than we’d both like to admit. I can talk with her about things that I don’t talk to anyone else about like politics and religion. We also have fun frank talks about sex toys, bondage, anal play, and kinky exploration. No matter what the topic, we usually agree. When she told me her and her boyfriend were exploring some kinky things, I was so excited! It was exciting to have a kinky friend. She will come to me for advice and looking for new things to try out. She is someone I can relate to on all levels.

My three best friends mean so much to me. They are very different people, but they all love me and I love them. They’ve helped me through some of my hardest times. They are always there for me. Plus, they accept me for everything that I am, kinky and overly sexual and plus all those other normal nonsexual adjectives. There is no one I could want more to walk with me through life.