when Exes become friends

I introduced NotMexican to Author because they both love to wakeboard. NotMexican owns a boat and is always looking for people to join him. Author owns a wakeboard is always looking for someone to pull him around.

They quickly became friends and hang out all the time without me.

NotMexican knows I dated Author. He doesn't know the extent of our hook-ups and failed dating, but he is very much ok with everything. Author has been very gentlemanly about not saying too much.

All of NotMexican's friends think their friendship is weird.

I think it's kinda cool. They're both great guys... who have both slept with me.

lol

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Hanging with Exes

In general I don't like to hang out with exes. It's not that I worry I'll fall into some trap of getting back together, but more that I don't think hanging out will help either one of us in any way.

That is, until last night when RedSox texted me to hang out at a posh bar in my area. It wasn't simply a request to hang out either. It was a request to help make another girl jealous.

Had I been sober, I probably would have declined (by lying and saying I was in a differnet part of town) but in my tipsy state I thougt it would be fun.

So I met up with RedSox, helped a girl feel miffed enough to leave the bar and got free drinks and after-hours pizza out of it.

Though the sketchy thing (which I feel is not a big deal) is that we went back to his place and watched TV... then I passed out on his couch.

In an odd way, it felt like we were dating again because we always watched TV before going to sleep, and I'd usually pass out on the couch for a bit and then head to bed dis-satisfied. But this time, I didn't go to his bed and we were friends who let other friends spend the night.

I don't plan on doing it again, though, for obvious reasons that my boyfriend would get pissed.

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