Ya know... I never slept with one of em, but here's my thought....
In my younger, hotter days... (which quite quickly got sacrificed to the art of educating children. Damnit... but I digress) I had a few really close guy friends. For me, they were always " in the friend zone." But, I knew damned good and well I could have any one of them *IF* I wanted to.
As I grew older and settled down, I tried to keep in touch with these friends. Most of them moved away, so this is the talk on the phone once a month, maybe see each other once a year kind of friendship. I grew up and just wanted friends... I admit that when I was young I liked that "wrapped around my finger" power trip. But, I grew out of it. I didn't grow out of my friendships though.
As these guys grew up, they found girlfriends and wives. I've found that 99% of the time, the women didn't like me-- despite me trying to be nice, make sure and talk to them first when I called, that kinds of stuff. And sooner or later the friendship ended.
Now, I won't rule out the possibility of the crazy controlling woman who wants no opponent. But, I'm also one to blame myself way before anyone else. In reality, these guys enjoyed my company, and wanted to "get" with me. Hell, maybe I can even flatter myself enough to say that lasted for quite some time. But the reality is, THEY needed reality, too. When they had a real relationship, they had no need for me.
I've had to let friendships go, and I hope I helped them in some way, because I still miss those friends.
OK. It's Midnight and I'm posting on Ester's Follies.
Damnit. I shouldn't be thinking.