She was one of those friends with benefits. A totally uninhibited, chill girl. She didn't seem like one of those girls who had been abused and was a strung out junkie, working the strip clubs for free booze and tips. Nor did she seem an insecure girl, trying to use sex as a way to feel more popular. She seemed totally normal, just full of life. She loved to laugh. And had no fear. She was the friend that was braver than the guys, who would always be the first to do something like bungee jump, sky dive, or buy a one-way ticket. She was the kind of girl who would kiss other girls if dared. She'd flash her tits at mardi gras. She'd pretty much do anything if she thought it'd be fun. She seemed to be so casual about her sexuality that it seemed powerful and confident. She didn't seem to have the idea that sex made you a bad person, or that giving sex to one person diminished the pleasure or emotion of giving it to someone else. She didn't just have sex to have sex, but with her friends, because she genuinely liked them and enjoyed having experiences with them. Rather than have the guys fight over her and get jealous and bring that negative energy to their relationship, she made it clear that they had to share, and that if everyone was cool, they'd all have fun and could stay friends.
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