I just told my roommate that I'm kinky. I didn't mean to. I was talking about the awesomeness of my friends. He asked where I found such wonderful people. I thought about it for a moment, and I told him I found them at kinky events. He already knew that my BF and I are poly, and he now knows we're kinky. I know not the actual amount of travel the noise in our apartment, but hopefully if he hears kinky sex noises he'll not worry due to his foreknowledge of such.
Sigh. I actually did think before I shared, but at 2 am, perhaps I ought not trust my brain when it says "eh, what's the harm, go ahead and tell."
He was very blasé about it, and so he is about everything, as he is a very chill guy. He likes the notion of hanging out with intelectual sex-positive awesome people. Though he indicated not interest in kink.
Friday, August 31, 2007
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"hopefully if he hears kinky sex noises he'll not worry due to his foreknowledge of such."
That is just one of many rather practical reasons to be out.
It is also one of many practical reasons to not have roommates... but that is not the stage of life I'm in, and that's okay, at least I have a very chill awesome dude for a roommate.
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