Three Flannel Sheets to the Wind: My Adventure into Non-Monogamy (Part II)
[Part I of this story has been lost to the ether of the Internet– for now.]...
[Part I of this story has been lost to the ether of the Internet– for now.]...
It’s so much easier than hearing “We’re not a match”....
This may just be the most meta museum visit ever....
A guy I once dated had this mantra: “I’ll do what I want, when I want.” This motto proved problematic when we’d get into epic battles over nitpicky matters, but admittedly, there was something compelling about the idea....
Well, that’s great, but I can’t help you. And — I hate to say it — no one can....
Polyamory was never on my radar. Growing up on the East Coast, I hadn’t even heard the word....
When Jessie moved into the apartment above mine in a light-blue two-story Victorian near the Panhandle, I didn’t know she was married....
My boyfriend is in his early 20s and a bit younger than me, but doesn’t have a career path....
But when I first hit the market again, the teeth of my gears were spinning aimlessly. I had pizza four meals in a row. I wore my underwear inside out to avoid laundry....