Anyone? Bueller?

The reader may recall Red mentioning that we fell into this triad without planning to - yes, we considered the pros and cons of inviting Chloe to play before it happened, so no, it wasn't impulsive. But we had no idea it would turn into a Relationship.

(If anyone is interested in the details of how that initial kickoff happened, it's a pretty interesting story.*)

Since we are therefore new to the world of Alternative Lifestyles (heh), we have been looking around for other people's experiences. And yes, the links posted over there to the right have been interesting and helpful, as have various other tidbits online.

Of the couple of friends we've told, none have had anything quite like this experience in their lives. Some have had brief or even recurring three-way encounters which were rewarding and non-icky. But nothing that became so important, or so stable, as the Trifecta. Others have had an epic night here and there, when they were twenty, or drunk, or both. That doesn't apply to us either. Stories I read online are often about people who have more fluid, open relationships, with more characters entering and leaving the stage. Or they are written by people whose attempts at three-way love have failed, and left them miserable. That's not us, I hope.

In the parlance of the poly community, I guess we are a "closed triad". An equilateral triangle of love, and of sexual intimacy. (There are interesting* - rather subtle - asymmetries in the "having sex" department, but I'd say the sexual energy is pretty much evenly distributed.) None of us sees other people outside the triangle (good lord, how would one find the time, never mind the mental and emotional fuel??) ... and we anticipate being like this for the indefinite future. That puts us in an apparently tiny corner of the already-tiny polyamorous world. Not unique, by any means, but fairly rare.

So here's my point: we know there are people reading this blog. We are delighted to have one follower (hi!), and hope to have more. Not for fame or fortune, but because we're here to share. Meanwhile there's this cavernous echoing silence, us talking and presumably you listening, but lurking. I would be really interested to hear whether you've brushed up against any similar stories, either in your own lives or those of friends or family; I would be open to answering questions about our story as well.


*(But somebody has to ask.)