When I was younger and I was in an open relationship, we had some threesomes. There was one person in particular who was super down with the nature of our relationship, and we’d hook up often. NSFW WARNING. Once, when I was INSIDE HER, her sister broke into her room and started to punch my back. My partner was spitting venom the entire time, while I was just trying to get dressed. I was a LOT bigger than her, so I thought there was no point in fighting even though she was trying to hurt me. It felt like the opposite of fighting in a dream. They were punching me, and it felt like nothing. I’m really happy I didn’t fight back. Apparently her best friend died and we’d been loudly fucking next to her bedroom. I had no idea until the next day. Fun times.