LONG POST ALERT: Note: This is Fiction I had this friend. I liked our friendship alot and wanted us to stay good friends but he had something else in mind or maybe he didn't. I hate to judge. He liked me. He actually did but he wanted to play around for a while, to place me in his side chic zone. See, he had this lady in his life. A great lady. They have always been together. He loved her. She loved him. I loved them. Together. But he had a weakness; he couldn't resist women, beautiful ones. Beautiful women reduced him to whatever they wanted. He was weak down there. Very weak. He never stated his intentions but his actions laid his Intentions on the table for me. He was willing to pay a price if I could fulfil the duties of a side chic. He created the side chic zone and I had the choice of walking in; of joining so many other ladies he had kept in that zone. He was generous. He could keep them all. I was two steps into the zone, then three when my eyes were opened....
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