Every morning I said hello to my third roommate: Xena Warrior Princess.
She was cardboard, all 6 feet of her, and well dressed for any occasion in her armored dress, her chakra at the ready, her smoky bedroom eyes daring me to just go ahead — get too perky before a reasonable hour. » Read more
“You’re polyamorous?” she asks me.
I nod. “Yup, been poly for a while now.”
“What’s poly?” she asks.
I explain polyamory. The concept of openness to multiple committed, loving relationships. Ethical non-monogamy. And the broad strokes of how it plays in my own life.
She clutches her husband’s arm. » Read more