I was in a group marriage with Ann and someone who was an awful lot like my brother. I had been hungering for his attention, and finally he was giving it to me. He was making love to me, stroking and sucking and kissing and holding me, down in the basement behind the bar, and it felt electrically ecstatic. I was full of lust and joy. Ann was watching, not disapproving. Then a thought occurred to me, and I had to ask him: Youre not just doing this to get closer to her, are you? And he admitted that he was, and when I showed that I was deeply hurt, he said, Who cares! I pushed him away violently and called him all sorts of names.