The Taste Test: A Lesbian M�nage � Trois

It was there that I met the man who would later propose to me-the man I reminded myself again that I loved. It was there that I was told I needed to experiment-not by Matt, though he wouldn't have complained-but by everyone. My parents, my friends, and even my lecturers were adamant that I was too hard on myself. I was young. I needed to get out there. I had to live a little. The question I had to ask myself was, ? That was when Matt, unaware of my inner turmoil, asked me if I would ever have a threesome. The solution to all my problems. That seemed like living a little, getting out there, being adventurous. So, I shrugged and we brushed it off, never bringing it up again, but Matt didn't know that after that, I began actively looking for a woman.