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“Weird because it's not weird…” That sums up our lives right now very well. Our little triad is off to quite a giddy start, and we all go back and forth between “Wow this is weird” and “Wow, for something so weird this feels so right and natural”. Ain’t it great?

More time has passed, and many more insights have been gained. In fact, all of us have expressed some amount of fatigue regarding insights, epiphanies, personal discoveries, and the like. I’m currently in a state I refer to as “involuntary buddhism” because the only thing I’m capable of right...

Yes, it definitely does. We are all three quite happy about things, and not just sexually. Yes, I am rather, shall we say, glib. If there’s a point of any gravity that I’m trying to communicate, I’ll generally do so bluntly. Everything else is just me trying to amuse myself and whatever poor...

Oh gods, no! We probably wouldn’t have attempted this if it weren’t for the hundred miles separating us. Or at the very least, we view the distance as an important moderating factor.

I wasn’t saying that I want to use the L-word in reference to Ethel, and can’t bring myself to. It’s that since that isn’t the case, it’s kind of a deafening silence thing if I say it to Lucy. Or so it seems to me. I find it oddly ironic that the symbolic should be more delicate than the real.

It doesn’t seem right to tell only one of two girls that I love them. Do I then turn to the other and say “But I *really* like you, too.”?

No, we’re not. Obviously if she got involved with someone that might or might not change the dynamics of what currently exists. We’ll work that out if/when it arises.

Lucy and I, having been together nearly a decade, use the L-word conversationally a LOT. And I don’t mean “I love you, my smoochy!!!1!” every ten minutes. It’s more like “Why didn’t you bring me coffee, too?” “Because obviously I don’t love you anymore.” I don’t think either of us consciously...

I had all of the above written by around 5pm, going back and forth between that and real work. It was still in my browser unposted when a cuddle puddle formed on the couch. Long story short, by the time I went back into my office and posted that, she and I had already kissed. More than once. I...

As mentioned here, Lucy brought home a new friend and we’ve decided to keep her. We had our Awkward Chat last night, and it went very well*. We’ve decided to go with a triad rather than a V. There was much poking and prodding from me to be damn sure that that’s what Ethel actually wants, as she...

Male, hetero. I primarily go for the tomboy type, and most of my serious relationships have been with women that either were at the time, or later turned out to be bisexual. (Make of that what you will, I’ve long since given up on that one.) I’m not strongly opposed to “interacting with” other...

These are valid questions to which I have no good answers. Best I can tell you is that we are being very careful, and are putting a huge amount of emotional effort into making sure things work better this time. Have we been careful enough, and will we all work hard enough to avoid a crash? Ask...

For me there are two concerns: First, with anything “like this” I don’t necessarily worry about any of you people being able to figure out who I am in meatspace. But I’d rather avoid creating direct linkages. Especially in this context when I’m sharing deep, “dark” secrets. The second is that...

Okay, I’ve met her before. She spent a weekend here a couple months ago. But that was before things got significant. And she was a girl that likes to flirt with Lucy. She’s not the only one, so I thought nothing of it at the time. (Well, mostly nothing.) We’re waiting to discuss the actual...

We tried to go into it with eyes wide open, but it turned out we’d misjudged things with regard to our girlfriend’s true desires. She was more into me than she’d let on. That being the case, she wasn’t ultimately comfortable with the limitations of the situation. The WTDM happened when we...

I’m a forty year old male, she’s younger and female. We’re not *technically* married, but might as well be. Together eight years, sharing a mailbox for most of them. A few years ago things started to develop between her and a friend, and after a few drinks we decided to make a go of it as a...