The most painful part of my monthly waxing isn't the part where she's ripping the hair out my most sensitive places. It's having to maintain a conversation with her for the two hours I spend on her table. Yes, two hours. She's meticulous. She's "tweezers to the ass crack" meticulous. This is why I put… Continue reading The Frustration with French Fries
Earlier this morning I received a message on Facebook from my childhood best friend. She'd had some life changes and, despite our not being all that close for the past 20 years, she wanted to share the news with me. She goes on to tell me that she's polyamorous, dating one of our mutual high… Continue reading Sometimes you can’t even judge a book by its table of contents
Usually when I tell people that my relationship is unconventional, they have one of two reactions: curiosity or concern. Nobody has really shunned me for it. Some people have surprised me and shared that I'm not the first person they've met who's been involved in a poly-type relationship. By and large, the most frequent question… Continue reading Don’t you get jealous?
I had a dream last night. It involved time travel. There was one of him and he was going through time collecting all of me at different ages and in different timelines. It was like a poly dream where he was still my only one, but he had several of me and he loved them… Continue reading Irreplaceable
He'd known he wasn't wired like his friends halfway through freshman year in college. It was three days after his midterms while they were blowing off steam when he admitted having had a threesome during a drunken game of "never have I ever" to his buddies. "DAAAMNN MIKEEEYYY!" The chorus of hollers and high fives… Continue reading Mysterious Mikey
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