Home, bikini top and polyamory.
Home,
bikini top and polyamory.
Feeling guilty
about my little “I’m not a monogamist. I’m just not.” speech, I couldn’t ask
M&M’s guy for help.
As a result
I took two train trips to London and back to get all of my stuff from the old
place. The first one back felt great – I was independent and fabulous. The
second – I’ve never been so miserable in my life. I cried on the train and I
wasn’t sure why.
a) I could no longer pretend to be a
relationship person. And I had no official boyfriend to carry the bags for me.
b b) I pretended to be one at all. No guy
with a car felt grateful for a recent orgasm to pick up me and my bags and
drive it safely to Surrey.
Anyway.
Even my stuff doesn’t live in London anymore. I’m forced to call my new house
home.
I told the
boy, that it’s more about having a moral permission to sleep with someone but
him, not using that permission. Putting it into today’s context, it’s total bullshit.
I had a shoot with my Biker planned ages ago and I was dying to get some proper
head from a man. Not a boy.
And so,
posing on Harley in shorts with US flag pattern and bikini top had never had
such a pleasant finish.
-You’ve
been in a long term relationship, haven’t you?
-Well, I’m
technically still married.
-Is it normal
for sex to get boring?
And then he
introduced the notion of polyamory to me. We liked each other instantly.
-It’s hard
to get everything from one person and some people have such huge hearts that
loving just one person is not enough.
I feel so
liberated right now. Not only there are other people out there feeling the same way –
loving or fancying many creatures at the same time and with different shades of
affection- but also there are so many, that the shit in our head had been
labeled.
Putting my
panties back on I saw a text from M&M’s guy asking what I was doing. Send 3
hours before.
On my way
back, he informed me that he has some Danish girl over. I can’t read in any
other way, but as an attempt to make me jealous. Since he said he was fine with
not being exclusive such a childish behavior really surprised me. But I came
too many times to care today. Maybe some other time.
Sorry for a cliche:
Do you still need some real head?,
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