Friendship between the man and the woman often develops into something bigger. Trusting the person the most intimate thoughts and desires, you risk to become more important part of his life, you want it or not.
As it is surprising to have a number of the good friend. I was not confused at all by the fact that he is four years younger. Young, cheerful, charismatic. We found a common language from the first day of acquaintance. Similar interests, mirror character, flashing humour. However it happened so that our one-year-old friendship at once developed into intimate proximity. The first thoughts were that we made a big mistake, it is necessary just to forget and return everything into place. But we could not stop any more. Day after day we became closer. Day walks during fierce cold, hot tea and series in the evenings, a talk till the dawn. He decided what would be great if we could live together. Yes, it was its choice. Here only with one correction: ""I will not be able to fall in love with anybody. And be with one I cannot too. I do not want to hurt you therefore let's live together, but to remain friends. The closest. We will have relations without obligations"".
Being fallen in love completely, I, of course, agreed. At that time adjusted itself on the fact that it is better to fill up near it even if it is necessary to share it with someone else, than to be left absolutely without it. ""I am a fairly clever girl. Let's live a little, he will look what I am a wonderful hostess, true and careful, and there and to reciprocity nearby"", - I thought.
We removed the small cozy apartment, agreed to pay for it in common. The general budget was decided to be avoided too. The lack of the conflicts, disputes, showdowns became pluses of our coexistence. Nobody should not nothing to anybody. Both of us theoretically are able to afford communication with an opposite sex.
Here only these pluses arose logically. What I should have heard its daily phrase: ""The darling, we are with you friends"". I smiled, looking in his eyes and when it went beyond a threshold, ate myself thoughts of where and with whom he spends time now. No, he always came to spend the night home. I never noticed from him a smell of others perfume for women. I even knew that it was with our mutual friend. But these thoughts became more and more persuasive. Result... it is difficult to designate a result as our relations still proceed.
Here only, before going to such adventure, properly think whether there is your attachment or even love of such nerves and forces.