This is part of the story of my introduction to alternative lifestyles.Beginning at the age of sixteen, I experienced a great deal of sex, including m...ny variations that were not limited to couples of two. I participated in numerous group-gropes or orgies and had several threesome experiences with two women -- female/male/female threesomes. I never found these larger group orgies or the FMF threesomes to be overly satisfying even though I always had fantasized about "being ravished" by multiple. Those few days within the author’s world told her the truth that each male character was him, he placed himself in all truth in his novels. Yet, she knew that each of those female characters, those the books were named for, they were created with the interior he chose. She laid back against the bed and blankly looked up at the ceiling of her bedroom. Questions developed, more questions. Who were those women? She understood that those women on the covers were merely an exterior representation. After the concert there was an opportunity for the "patrons" (which translates as "donated enough money") to meet the conductor and the principal performers. Well, its a tax write-off. And besides, I was really enjoying myself, particularly when I found myself chatting to the solo flutist.She was a tiny woman, barely 5 feet tall at most. Her black hair was cut just below her ears and she had the loveliest deep brown eyes I had ever seen. I generally prefer my women taller and more rounded, but. "Take lead."We walked up and through the outside door. In the vestibule a man opened the door for us, letting us in, and the noise of the festivities out.There must have been close to 100 people in there, and it was crowded near the door. I felt Sheri's hand grip my arm tightly. "Dan," I said.He stepped around us, and started walking through the crowd. I followed, with Sheri in his shadow. People were looking at us as we passed, and I heard the whispering, and a hush in our wake.Mostly, I was.