I feel like a freak for not participating in the plethora of alternative lifestyles currently out there.
It Happened to Me: A Guy Paid For My Flight To Visit Him And Then I Found Out He Was Already In A Relationship
I saw signs of her in the apartment, but I dismissed my thoughts until I was told that she (he talked about her as a friend) was out of town for a bit visiting family. I found her absence too convenient.
I’ve been seeking self-esteem, affection, and some semblance of a family structure through a polyamorous lifestyle.
It is pretty goddamn liberating to be able to sweep in, have awesome weirdo three-way sex with a couple who is already very physically in tune with each other, and then flounce out again, high heels in hand.