In discussions regarding bedroom antics, most people will admit to anything. They’ll tell you that they dig the ass slapping and hair pulling. They’ll own up to BDSM fantasies and porn fiascos. The one thing that they won’t say though: “I dig anal.” The conversations that I’ve had with other women (and men) have made me see
I am a girl. There is no getting around that fact. To be sure, I’ve checked the equipment. However, I am one of those few girls that is not a “girl’s girl”, I am a “guy’s girl”. That doesn’t mean that I don’t have “girly” qualities, I do. These just aren’t the mainstay of my daily activities. It is the main reason that
This is going to sound bad but I love my bed. Not in the “my bed is really comfortable” way but in the “I don’t want to sleep in your bed because I spent weeks going through stores and catalogs to get every single aspect of my sleep center just right” way. So when given the choice between sleeping at my boyfriend’s place or at my
Each and every time that I enter into a relationship, I find myself having to answer to those folks who seem to think that there is a schedule involved. Date one: Meet for drinks. Date two: Dinner. Date three: Serious kissing. These people have somehow got it into their heads that we are all supposed to move at the same pace and on the same time
Just because I am poly does not mean that every person that I date is or will be. In fact, with one exception, none of my relationships have been poly. There were those that were monogamous and they tended to be understanding of the poly life. These relationships had their ups and downs, some ended on good terms and others on bad. But my being
Announcing to the world that I am polyamorous was a stressful decision. In order to meet like minded people, I started researching to branch out of what I thought was Midwest conservatism. Yes, that is right, this girl actually Googled "poly dating" to figure out how to do it. All my questions led me to realize that finding a person to date was
