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In the past couple of months, I’ve been pondering my life choices more. I’m what Samantha from Sex and the City always resisted becoming: Not merely someone who changes partners like underwear, but someone who changes groups of partners like underwear. I sleep with bedmates and we are no more than that–bedmates. I decided that it was time for me to settle down. My one bad marriage shouldn’t be a deterrent from some stability in life. No, I’m not becoming straight overnight. Also no, I’m not giving up my polyamory. I’m starting my very own polycule! First, it was time to decide what my preferences for my polycule would be: stable one-on-one relationship with extensions. I figured that a throuple or more would be a pressure cooker for unnecessary drama. Me and my partner would pick our own partners that we would share in bed every now and then but other than that, we’d stay independent in our sexual exploration outside our marital bed. Second, we would only date women. I can’t be eating…

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