[marcucco]

I was in a LTR with a bisexual girl in the late 70's. In and of itself it wasn't an issue,
she needed something I couldn't give her, but...
She would hit on all my friends wives and any women who she viewed as a threat to our relationship.
The only women she ever asked me to share with her were these unshaved 12 sandwich eating bull-
dykes that I knew had absolutely no interest in me and I wouldn't screw at gunpoint.

Years later I was drinking with a friend who confided in me that his wife had told him she thought
my girl was hitting on her and laughed in a "what a dope" kind of way.
I wasn't sure what to say so I just agreed with him that his wife was a dope so he didn't have to apologize.

Hay... what are friends for, right?