twenty-one

Twenty-One: The Magic Number

Our relationship should never have been. However, there always something that hinted that we were not in the traditional roles society might have placed him in. He was of my mother’s generation, her friend, her confidant but they drifted apart. About two years later he came looking for her, but by then she had left Read More

permission

Permission, sort of…

As I have mentioned here before, Master T is not well. It all started with his leg in September 2016 and progressed to a point where in December 2016 he started having panic attacks and hyperventilated almost 24 hours a day. He couldn’t go to his work anymore as driving became to dangerous, but thankfully Read More

Know Me

Two’s Company, Three’s A Crowd

Many years ago, twenty-three to be exact, I ended up in a relationship with a married couple. I wasn’t seeking a relationship with them. At that time I was on the verge of exploring my bisexuality, but also between relationships when I met them at a party. After the party, he somehow got hold of Read More