Believe it or not, it's not horrid, it's just weird. Keep in mind, I've mostly only known weird relationships. True of most all the people I know and where I was raised. I don't know if the strange dysfunction is true of the whole world, or if it's partly a product of the town. It's a resort, transient place.

I am weird.

We made friends with the neighbors since they first moved in several years ago. They are among our best friends.

They are swingers. He is a mover and shaker. She is a doll with a huge heart. We had lots of great, crazy times with them.

I teased. Nothing really ever happened, but we skirted around it all. My h was down for it, but I was the one who decided to not rather than.

But, by the time he bolted across the street like that and attacked me, it was totally unexpected, unprovoked, and un-called for. I think there was something else emotionally going on with him and he just freaked out and acted like an animal... Very, very strange.