memoir

In 1968, my primary relationship with Grant changed. There was no big scene, just a mutual agreement to have new primary lovers and remain sexual friends- a friendship that would span five decades. Grant's new lover, Nicole Rameau, was Swiss and the most gorgeous blonde he'd ever dated. He had his tall, willowy blonde, and I had the tallest, darkest, most handsome prince of all. Adam Kadir was black and beautiful, half Eastern Indian and African American. I carefully explained we would both have the freedom to enjoy sex with other people without jeopardizing our primary affair. Listening to my ideas about non possessive love and sex, he agreed to everything. I thought it was strange he didn't question anything, but what guy would turn down a deal like this? A relationship that included sexual variety was what all men wanted, right? Wrong! I was about to learn men wanted a monogamous woman while they had affairs.