“We live together for three years. Our parents are not aware of that. My mom thinks that Daniel is my boyfriend and Sandra - my girl friend. Her parents — vice versa.
Briefly saying we all three live together, share the same bed and room. We are a family. We have already set up rules; we’ve talked about responsibilities, our future, and babies. Most probably I will get pregnant soon. Jealousy? Oh no-no! I love them both.
Living all together is easy and enjoyable. Preparing food, earning money, supporting and educating our future children- three persons are more likely to handle these “jobs” rather than two. One of women may freely go to work and earn some money. Another one may stay home and grow up our kids.
Most women are afraid of betrayal and separation. They are afraid of being left for another woman. We don’t fear! It’s very amusing and funny to change off each other for our beloved man. So, Daniel doesn’t feel bored. In case he will run away from us, no problem! We will manage the family by ourselves. We will pleasantly engage in hot sex together and educate our children.
Sometime Daniel has stated that his buddies are jealous of his status. However, we all realize that it is quite difficult to take care of 2 different women with their whims and PMSs. Daniel loves both of us and he tries to generously bring affection, initiatives and kinky ideas. So, it’s great! We live happy and we hope everything will be fantastic!”
When I glance at this family, I often think of my beaten pregnant neighbor set out by her terrible husband on a frosty night. Or, we all feel sorrow for her. But that’s it. It was her decision… And how about those men and women who love each other but differ from most of us? Why do we make them feel like a social cull? Where is our understanding, mankind?
