I've not be sure how to respond to this. I've had this thread in the back of my mind for a while and just ran onto it again. This almost gets into serious reality and you know how I hate that.

Over a longer time period than I care to admit, I've had friends that you might call a "fuck buddy". They have developed in different manners and each taken their own form. They have come from shared relationships we both moved on from, to professional relationships that became so involved that personal lives became entangled.

For me, a "fuck buddy" normally evolves from a close and trusting relationship as opposed to the inverse. We are able to share and care about each others life without being part of it and where the pillow talk is as meaningful as the physical 'escape time'. I guess for me it would be more accurate to think of it as a "buddy fuck". The person has to be someone special to me first.

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