On Saturday night, I met a man (in eye liner: he, not I, was wearing the eyeliner) at a gathering/event (call it a party if you must) who described himself as "hetero-flexible."

He explained to my group of friends (all girls, was this some new strangely blunt come-on/pick-up line) that he was willing to engage in sex with other men but only if it turned on a woman in the process.

At this same event, I also traded a ride home (for a man named Turtle, driven by me) for a bottle of home-brewed (honey) mead (made by Turtle who happens to be my down-the-block neighbor, who knew?).