If Only I Were Poly…
This last summer D took me to breakfast. We both had something we wanted to share with the other. I was nervous to tell him my thing, since the last time something along the same lines came about he was bummed about. He picked me up that morning and we went to a little diner. After we ordered, he asked for my news first. I told him about the “new… Read More »If Only I Were Poly…