I think that you are confused about 3somes and love in particular. You talk about love and jealousy which shows that you seem to equate love with possessiveness, and ownership. Love should be unequivocal and can even involve all three partners, even if the 'love' is only during that particular event.

Threesomes, or indeed any sexual act which could even involve more than 3 people, are often spontaneous and if you are a lover of the sex act in particular as a work of art, are about pleasure, instant abandon, enjoyment, and as such all involved could quite well be 'in love or infatuated at the time and just enjoy the moment and the memories of it.

I have had many threesomes and 4, 5 somes all with women and myself, a couple of times myself, a woman, and a transgender. All of those situations were instigated by the women who had enjoyed sex with me previously one to one, then later asked if they could bring a friend. Maybe because they knew my belief in love for all and that sex was an art form.

These situations started out of the blue in my teens and have continued throughout my life. My memories of all are pleasant and loving, and many of those women are still in touch, and we have often met again singly when I have had cause to visit their town/countries.

I am also interested in where your proof is that the French have promoted it? For I have never done it there or with anyone from there. My experiences worldwide have happened in the UK, the Middle East, and Asia.

Even now I have a Chinese girlfriend whose first instinct if I'm in town is to ask a friend along or ask my permission because I did go through a spell of feeling my age and telling her that fact. She was so good for my ego after one night together when she said the next morning, "Darling you're not old, enough of that thinking, next time we bring ...."

You are certainly correct in the statement about jealousy; that is the corrupting influence in all relationships. For example: If I had affairs during my travels and I found out my wife had also while I'd been away, I would not be jealous; what is good for the goose is good for the gander as they say.

It took me many years to lose the influence of that emotion, and I consciously forced myself to lose it.