We live on different continents, but inevitably, a few times a year, we find each other somewhere in the world, have a few days of romance, and then go our separate ways. It was while planning this vacation that it hit me: The two longest relationships of my life have both been with men who I was never officially dating. Boyfriends and girlfriends have come and gone, but my friends with benefits have stood the test of time. I mean, eight years.
Adhere us at 1 p. Find absent more. For plus folks, the chance of a friend with benefits is looking less and less like a millennial indulgence. She gave you a nonchalant shrug and smiled.