Bianca had two boyfriends. She loved them both equally. They both loved her fervently. Until recently, she’d had three. One guy wandered off when he got tired of sharing.
The other two were content with the current arrangement. This wasn’t a threesome. She would spend time alone with Jeremy some days and on other days would be alone with Stanford. Each man knew of the other’s existence although they never saw each other. They were each so devoted to Bianca and so disinterested in other women they preferred having only part of her to having none.
Bianca’s friends told her she was nuts and should pick one. She was unwilling to do that because each man had different interests and skills. Everything each of them savored was also of interest to her. Jeremy was an artist, musician, and poet. They spent time at museums, concerts, art films, and lectures. Stanford was handy at fixing things, a gourmet chef, and liked cars. Together they went to car shows, races, and chase movies. He kept everything at her house in good repair and made delicious meals. Both men were fabulous lovers, each approaching lovemaking differently in ways she relished. How could she give up half of what she enjoyed in life by selecting one man?
The only downside was the large number of other women who constantly flirted with both men. They believed the two men’s relationships with Bianca weren’t serious because they weren’t exclusive. Bianca ignored these women, knowing she satisfied both Jeremy and Stanford so well they had no reason to look elsewhere. She thought of herself as the luckiest woman alive.
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