Friends are Worth the Effort

I treat friendship as a special gift. I am not talking acquaintance here someone that you know casually that knows nothing about you I am talking about someone that knows you inside and out your good points and your bad and accepts you anyway. One of the hardest things for me to do is acquire a friend of the same sex. One of my brothers told me is that I may be built like a girl and have most of the emotions of one but for some reason I have a Y chromosome somewhere and it comes out when there is female drama. I socked him in the nose at the time but on reflection I may have to admit that he had a point. Most of my friends are male. I get along a better with males and last but not least I understand them better. I met Niki when I started school and we've been going strong ever since. We, and I do mean we survived her divorce, as well as her finding her feet after dealing with an idiot for husband as well as the male population at large. She is beautiful, vanilla as they come and coming into her dominant life. No she isn't a dominant in the lifestyle but she is finally getting a sense of her worth. That she does deserve the best that life has to offer and she does deserve a break now and then. We have laughed and cried over lifes little tricks and she helped me survive my brothers death with grace, wit and a strong slap on the ass to snap out of it. We have discussed my activities so she has an idea of what I truly am like. Mind you when I met her she had no clue about what BDSM is she does now and I think is the better for it. I know I am the better for her influence in my life I am somewhat more tolerant of drama as well as getting my thoughts straight, she has helped me curb my impatiences and see the other side of an argument more clearly then I have ever before. The other day she paid me the compliment that I am the only friend she has that doesn't want anything from her other then her company and if I help I have a solid means of doing so other then giving advice. When I graduated this past fall one of the things we discussed was when we graduated we would take a trip. We could go anywhere we wanted after all she was heading to pharmacy school and I was going to be the baddest nurse type person on planet earth. Yes occasionally I have delusions of granduer and hang for 4 or 5 days and not have a care in the world. We were supposed to graduate together however due to the divorce her plans went on hold. When I graduated from school she had been struggling with being the sole support of herself, her children (2 wonderful boys) and her mother. She according to her had been husband since hers' had left and she was so tired of it that she needed a break from EVERYBODY. Since both of us were short of money the trip I wanted to go on which was a barefoot cruise was not possible at the time, but I promised that once I got established and started getting a steady income we would save up for it and we meaning she and I would hit the caribbean and enjoy ourselves for 7 sun filled days and 6 starlite nights, but until that time where was it that she hadn't been in Fl, that we could drive to within 8 hours, and have some fun. She chose Key West she had never been and had heard of Fantasyfest. Althouh it was the wrong season for we had missed it by about 2 months she still wanted to go. I called K and asked him could he help us. He did and we arrived around 2 am booked into a hotel and conked out. But that next 2 days we crammed everything we could being tourist and damn near killed ourselves having fun. I think we both were more tired on the way up then we were on the way down. She had the hotel room to herself and my car keys. I spent the nights with K and used the scooter to get to the hotel. We'd meet for breakfast and plan our day which included most if not all the tourist traps in town lunch somewhere different and dinner either with K or at a restaurant. It was great it was the first time I had shared my favorite place with anyone before or introduced K to a friend of mine. She wasn't judgmental but she was interested. They had both been driving me crazy before the trip about how they should treat each other my thought on the whole situation is that they were both humans duh treat him/her as you wanted to be treated. And when they met, it was good both a little shy, both a little uncertain but for the most part I think it went well.During our days there, I could see the stress and worry leave her as the day turned into night and we did everything that tourist do down there. I owe K a vote of thanks for the attractions he called in favors for. She learned how to ride a scooter as well as enjoyed herself and relaxed. In my mind it was the best tank of gas I have ever used. For me the best part was the sunset cruise on one of the tall ships. We talked for hours on that boat about things we wanted, hoped for, dreamed of, planned for, relationships present, past and future, the hows and whys of BDSM and how I managed to find my treasure. It was a good trip.So now we are going to try it again when school lets out and we are taking her boys down there to enjoy themselves. The only stipulation is that both report cards have to be passing and conduct has to be good. So far they are in compliance and I am looking forward to showing them what I consider joy on earth.Another thing that struck me as weird was that I had been going to Keys and Key West for the past six years almost from the beginning of my life here in South FL. However I had never met K while I was there never even seen him for that matter. Why strange you say? Key West is a very small town population that actually lives there is small. While I was there this time we compared when we both had seen in the area and it was so frequent it was almost scary however it took a blog and an interest for us to actually meet. Talk about life is strange and it's a small world. However it is a good world