Matt is a caring, giving boyfriend. For instance, last night we were in bed talking about things, as couples do. The conversation started to get racy and then it leads to the mention of a threesome. Of course, don’t freak out. It was one of those conversations that’s just a “whatif” kind of thing. You know, like, what if you won a million dollars tomorrow? What if you were stranded on a deserted island? That kind of thing.

Matt, in his infinite good boyfriend goodness, says, “I’m not that interested in a threesome. I wouldn’t want to do it with a guy, and I don’t need to do it with two girls.”

I know! Sweet!

And also, he’s full of shit. Cause I then said, “Oh good. Cause I wouldn’t want to have a threesome with another woman. It would have to be two guys or nothing at all. But since you said you aren’t interested in a threesome, I don’t have to worry about it.”

And then *HE* said, “Well, we can’t rule out the possibility all together. I mean, you never know. You might one day find a woman you’re really attracted to and then you’ll be all like, ‘I really want us to have sex with this woman.’ and then what am I going to say? You know I can’t deny you. I’d do it. I’d have sex with that other woman just for you.”

ha! Isn’t he swell?