Three pairs of arms held me as I kissed three bare chests. My men.
"You are perfect," I said to all of them at once, and then laid next to Elvis on the beach.
We were vacationing in Monterey, California, and were relaxing on the very cool Asilomar beach. It was me, Freddy Newman, with my three boyfriends, Rob Jones, Elvis Aps, and Justin Fawcett. We were called "The Balloon Animals" back in St. Louis. It'd started out as a little kink and ballooned from there.
