Today, I wanted to talk about some of the foundational work I feel that people should think about and do as they figure out if non-monogamy is the relationship style for them. Actually, I feel that people should do these things even if they are monogamous, to pinpoint exactly what they want to include in the different types of relationships that everyone has (romantic, sexual, platonic, business, familial, etc).
Read More"I can barely keep one happy".
This title is inspired by all the folks who, whenever they find out that I'm not monogamous, say that exact sentence to me.
I really wanted to talk about this because I do think that this is a valid concern that many people have.
Read MoreContrary to what a lot of people think, I don’t hate monogamy. (Matter of fact, most non-monogamous people I know don’t either.)
I hate that people don’t make conscious choices.
Read MoreSome find it very easy to merge kink and non-monogamy, while others do not. The difficulty could be chalked up to interpersonal dynamics, as one of the things that many find the hardest to reconcile is non-monogamy vs power exchange dynamics…
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What are we doing here?
The impulsive pouring of mystery tequila while simultaneously chugging from the spout of a 2012 vintage Cabernet Sauvignon must be making it clearer. Just look at us – broken by the women we love, dying to be heard, to be felt, to be understood. Maybe if we put our broken pieces together, we can make something beautiful and whole.
Today is a special day so why not be indulgent? 30th birthdays should be celebrated, after all.
Where has playing it safe gotten us, anyways?
After all, it’s 4am. What else is there to do except you do me and I do you? Let’s share another drink.
The mention of gin spawned grins. “That shit right there makes me sin,” I said.
You responded with something slick but all I could focus on was the movement of your succulent pink lips. I bet your bottom lip tastes like warm sun on caramel skin. I wonder how your curly fro would feel squeezed firmly between my fingers. I ate you with my eyes for what seemed like an eternity although it was nothing more than a moment in conversation. I think the liquor is kicking in now. I feel the energetic pull as I helplessly gravitate closer to your body.
How many more shots are left? One, maybe two?
You blurt out “let’s fuck” and my body obeys. She needs this. WE need this………(cont.)
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