Pink Triangle News No. 27

October 9,1998

CIRCULATION:201

It is Monday night, and The PT News26 has carefully been printed and

put in its folder and placed on the shelf. I begin to focus my

attention on this next week's issue. I have taken several things into

consideration in preparing for this issue. Let me share some of my

thoughts with you, the readers…

1.What sets our newsletter apart from others on the net? The answer is

quite simple. The Pink Triangle is a room developed by Excite,

designed exclusively for Gay/Lesbian/Bisexual and Straight-friendly

individuals. This room is a place that we all can come together and

chat openly about being gay/bi. Therefore, as most of you know, the

people who frequent the room have become an extension of our immediate

family. The PT News was developed as a means of an extension to the

communication of our new "Family". This paper helps bind us together

as a "Family" by sharing in not only joys, but also sorrows, as well

as the struggle of being a gay person in today's society. Also in

sharing with others that even though we may be "gay", we are still

people, who have the exact same feelings as everyone else!

2.This paper is for the members of The Pink Triangle, written by the

people from the room. It contains issues taken from the room itself,

as well as informational material associated with being gay. The

talents of the people from the room have been combined with events and

chat sessions from the room itself to provide an enjoyable reading

each week.

3.When you get any group of people together, especially with the

combination of different personalities and backgrounds there will

always be some conflict! That happens in any family! There are some

Aunts and Uncles that we really are not particularly fond of, pesky

cousins, irritating brothers & sisters that we constantly fight with.

However, does that stop us from loving them? We are no different than

any other family. As a matter of fact, most of us are closer to our

"PT family" than we are our own family! The reason for that is simple.

The people that frequent PT all have something in common. Most are

accepting of people as they are! Everyone has their faults, but we are

more likely to overlook them and accept them into the "family",

because we have all been in each other's shoes at one time or another.

Most of the people in the room are more than willing to help in any

way possible when someone comes in with a problem. They are there to

be a shoulder to cry on when things are low. Also, as with any family,

of course there are going to be disagreements, some are major

arguments, while others are just tiffs. However, we never really know

what someone else is going through in their personal lives, because

although most of us are in the room on a daily basis, we are not with

these people and what they are experiencing daily.

3.While there are some that use the chatrooms as "pickup" places to

experience sexual encounters through the cyberwaves, I personally feel

those that frequent PT are there as a means to reach out to other gay

& lesbian individuals. Friendships begin, the sparks of love may

ignite, while meetings between friends and possible new lovers are

planned …and so forth. It is not just a chatroom for us it is more

like "home". For some, it is a means of escape from reality for a

short time and just be ourselves, while others it is a way to make new

friends with people of like interest and allow the acquaintances to

blossom into a bonding and lifelong meaningful friendships!

4.Whether you are visiting the Pink Triangle for friendship, looking

for a possible mate, or just looking for a place to let your hair down

and be yourself, after visiting the room for a while, you will most

likely experience the sense of the feeling of "family". While reading

The PT News, you will have the chance to get to know the people that

frequent the room on a more personal basis as they tell their stories,

their lives and share in their own personal experiences.

Just some thoughts and something to think about!

Alladdinn

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THE STANDARD DISCLAIMER AND GENERAL SHIRKING OF RESPONSIBILITY

Any information in this newsletter is not verified and therefore may

not be true. Neither the editors, nor any of the contributors, can be

held responsible for statements made or inferred and that information

has been accepted and printed here in good faith for the entertainment

and amusement of you, the reader. Any advice or recommendations should

be acted upon only by proper consultation with an authority person in

your area of the world. WARNING: Some material in this paper has

sexual content and may not be suitable for all our readers!

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THE DEADLINE FOR REGULARLY WEEKLY SUBMITTED ARTICLES TO THE PT NEWS

HAS CHANGED TO WEDNSEDAY BY 6:00 PM EST. BIOS AND OTHER SUBMISSIONS,

NO LATER THAN THURSDAY BY 6:00 PM EST.

If you have any questions regarding submissions: [email protected]

WEEKLY WRITERS FOR THE PTNEWS

PrimeBear (Gay Voice & "Coming Out", Fetish Corner)

Ashlee (Trivia Triangle)

Bi_grrrl (The Birthday Mistress, Fetish Corner)

Misty_Meanor (Misty's Drag Bag)

Denarius (Jokes)

FairyMoon (Pet Corner)

Diva of Deceit ("Demon")

Goose & Gander (Newbie corner, poetry)

Maxam (Various articles)

Jansgirl (MedicDyke)

youel (Poetry)

Krymsyn (Poetry)

Mamma_tat (Poetry)

Tech Master (Tech Tips)

Alladdinn (Co-editor, Pink Connections, "The Magic Carpet Ride")

FreddieB (Co-editor, FreddieBeeswax)

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There is a weekly writers meeting to discuss the past issue, as well

as the upcoming week's issue of the PT News every Sunday night at

9:00PM EST for all who would like to attend. All comments, Ideas or

suggestions are welcome!

PLEASE NOTE THE NEW MEETING TIME! SUNDAY 9:00PM EST

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EDITORIAL:

As always, it is a great pleasure to present to you this week's PT

News 27! There have been some new articles added this week. We trust

you will enjoy these new additions. It is great to get fresh ideas

from people who are willing to contribute to the paper on a weekly

basis. If anyone has any fresh ideas for columns in the paper, please

feel free to present them to the editors. It does not have to be of

great length, it is the content that counts!

Alladdinn

So, with that said…On with the News!

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LETTERS TO THE EDITORS

Well, guys

You have done it again. I just finished reading the PTNews 26. It's

great. It's posh. It's kewl. It's very creative. The abundance of

talent that gives freely to churn out the PTNews each week is

fantastic. All the writers, even those who do their bios, must be

applauded. In reading the PTNews, the honesty of all of you comes

shining through. The words come from your heart. Maybe this is the

reason for the continued success of the PTNews! The fact that the

articles are interesting and always have a kindred spirit point of

view. Freddie and Ali are working their butts off each week to give us

a variety of information. The regular contributors are titillated

slaves to getting ideas out to you.

So does anyone have comments? Well, ya, I do... I'd like to see the

PTNews expand even more. When I read it, I get a definite North

American pulse. But I KNOW that there are many readers from all over

the world. The PTNews has readers in Ireland, England, Belgium, South

Africa, Australia, New Zealand, Guam, Hawaii, Canada, and the mainland

USA. So, what of those far away places? Does anyone have stories to

tell? How are things in Guacamole? How much we want to know. And as

for me, I'd particularly like to hear stories from anyone who is a

caregiver to someone with AIDS. And finally, I'd like to hear from

some of the people who wrote articles for some of the earlier editions

of the ptnews, like Ashtoroth, Conrad, Roon, Plato, Chelipepper, and

so on. What's new? Where have you gone?

Gany

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Ali's notes: Gany…Thanks for your vote of confidence, it is greatly

appreciated! You will be happy to know that we already have feelers

out, trying to get articles from the different people of the world.

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DOING IT.

The first time I did it, I was shy. But, the more often I did it; I

became more relaxed and could do it easily. And people told me how

good I was, so I kept on doing it. I was good with my hands, so it was

easy. My fingers gently danced. My mind raced through thoughts. I

exploded with the fun of it all. No, I'm not talking about what you

are thinking. I'm talking about writing articles for the ptnews!!!!

It's fun. It's easy. And I'll even tell you my secrets. Firstly, get

it into your mind that you WANT to send something to the PT News.

That's a big starting point.

Then relax and think about just one friend you have, past or present,

alive or dead, member of the PT chat or not, it doesn't matter. What

DOES matter, is that you have a letter to write to a friend. That's

all, nothing more. When I sit down like this and start an article, I

have no one particular person in mind, but a short list of three or

four people in the PT-chatroom with whom I enjoy talking, and I know

they enjoy talking with me. So it's easy just to "spill my guts". And

I know that I'm not going to say anything that is wildly outrageous

(ha ha, stop it. You're killing me!!), so I don't have to worry about

criticism or negative feedback. (Yeah, sure, Gany -- we've all read PT

News 3 to 14 and know that's not true)!!! With a happy smile on my

face, I am now ready to type a letter to XYZ, PT chatter.

So what do you say? What can possibly be of interest to someone else?

It could be an event that recently happened that you'd like to share,

or it could be your inner feelings that you'd like to finally get out.

Or it could be the woman/man in you that you'd like to talk about.

Maybe it's the way that people treat other people, or maybe just a

good thought you had. It really can be ANYTHING, you know. There are

NO restrictions.

Oh, yeah. If there are any ideas you have about what you'd like to see

in the PT News, maybe you could write your idea down and send it in. I

would like to see you do that. I'd like to have more people sending

little things. It's easier to read when I read this in the can.

Gany

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All letters to the editors can be sent to [email protected]

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GAY VOICE

(Prime)

The House passed the veterans and housing appropriations conference

committee report today, 409 to 14, without an amendment that would

have prohibited San Francisco from using federal funds to enforce its

law requiring city contractors to offer domestic partner benefits to

their unmarried employees. That amendment had been offered by Rep.

Frank Riggs, R-Calif.

The final report also dropped an amendment sponsored by Rep. Van

Hilleary, R-Tenn., which sought to freeze spending on the Housing

Opportunities for People With AIDS (HOPWA) program at fiscal 1998

levels. The final bill increases HOPWA funding by $11 million. The

HOPWA program helps people living with HIV and AIDS to find housing.

"The elimination of the Riggs amendment was a responsible action by

House and Senate conferees who did not want the federal government to

micromanage local affairs and impose narrow beliefs infar-away

cities," said HRC Political Director Winnie Stachelberg.

The $11 million increase in HOPWA brings total funding for the program

to $215 million and will help thousands of people with HIV/AIDS find

adequate housing, according to Seth Kilbourn, HRC's senior health

policy advocate.

"This was a major victory that will save lives," he said. "It is

nearly impossible for people living with HIV and AIDS to remain

healthy without adequate housing, and today's bill will help a lot of

people. We will now work with Senate leaders to pass this report as

soon as possible."

Reps. Louis Stokes, D-Ohio, Jerry Lewis, R-Calif., and Nancy Pelosi,

D-Calif., were instrumental in eliminating both the Riggs amendment

and increasing HOPWA funding. House Minority Leader Richard Gephardt,

D-Mo., Sen. Barbara Boxer, D-Calif., San Francisco Mayor Willie Brown

and White House staff were also key in prevailing on conferees to

eliminate these provisions, according to HRC.

In July, the House passed the Hilleary amendment by a vote of 231-200

and the Riggs amendment by a vote of 214-212. Seems our elected

officials in the House got smart and decided to do right. Gay Bashing

was never popular. It always bites back.

PrimeBear

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IN MY OPINION

This space is reserved for ANYONE who wants to express how they feel

about any "Family" related issues in our room! Each week there will be

a guest writer for this column. EVERYONE is more than welcome to

participate in expressing their OPINION for this column! All

submissions send to: [email protected]

This week's opinion column will be presented to you by david- a.k.a.

Gander455.

 

Hello and how the hell are you all in Cyberland?!!! Ali and Freddie

asked me to fill in this week for this article, so HERE I AM

...hahaha…deal with what I am about to say to you all and please take

it with at least 3 or 4 grains of salt (at least) lol...well here

goes...

As some of you know I am the other half of Goose455, My name is David

and

Goose is Bill...many of you know us, but for all our new subscribers,

WELCOME TO OUR FAMILY!!!

I have noticed in recent months that some people have "met" in the PT

and

subsequently, "fallen in love"....for some of us, it has opened up a

whole new world, a world filled with love, trust, & respect, but for

some it's been nothing but lies, deceit, and subtrufuge. A painful

bitter experience for some of our "family".

On-line romances are filled with treacherous pitfalls and rocky

roads.... who to believe, is the other person you are talking to

REALLY being honest and sincere (or is it really some old 80 year old

playing games??), or by the same token, some juvenile kid playing head

games seeing how many people he/she can string along?!?!!!

The words I LOVE YOU.....how many times have we all been hurt by

them?!

Countless right?! A very good friend of mine once put it to me this

way (Michael, please forgive me for using your words) and I

quote....." in my younger days, I made the grave mistake of hurting a

couple of people by my own selfishness and foolishness. I used the

words I LOVE YOU without realizing what they meant, or the pain that

they could cause if not used correctly...."

Certainly words to live by. The words I LOVE YOU break down into so

much more than mere words...they encompass a state of mind, a feeling

in the pit of your stomach, an ache in your heart, and yes at times, a

physical ache in your being...Don't be fooled by appearances or some

sweet-talking guy/girl saying

pretty phrases that turn your head....Goose and I share a STRONG bond

forged

in trust, honesty and love, but believe me...it takes time and

HONESTY...also trust to open up your heart and soul to somebody else,

making yourself vulnerable to all the joys and yes the heartaches of

loving somebody with an all encompassing love that sometimes consumes

you!!

For some of us, we get wrapped up in what we want to believe, what we

want to happen in reality...trying to make a fantasy come true..."The

knight/lady in shining armour..." Well, guess what?! we cannot find

MR/MRS RIGHT...we can only find Mr./Mrs. right FOR US...hopefully you

all can see the difference.... Nobody is perfect, even though we want

to believe they are...however, with (and I have to say this

AGAIN...with TRUST, HONESTY, & COMMUNICATION) you can find your

"perfect" match...the one you are meant for!!

Although most of us have been hurt, even devastated by our perceptions

of

love or allowing others to hurt us in the name of "LOVE and/or LUST"

(a WHOLE nother subject there eh? lol) don't give up....hold on to

your beliefs, who you are as a person, and what you want out of life.

Get up, brush yourself off, and

continue on with your life. My mom told me a long time ago that there

is someone for everyone...just learn from your mistakes and allow

yourself to be OPEN and HONEST with the one you feel love for...and

remember...TALK TALK TALK to one another. No matter how embarrassed or

shy or afraid to hurt another's feelings...above all just be honest

with yourself and then you may find it is easier to be honest with

your mate.

Well kiddies, hopefully this "epistle" (lol) has reached a few

ears...My love goes out to all my family here in the Pink Triangle.

If you don't at least learn from this, just keep it in the back of

your minds...I have to add that this article was written with some

very special people in mind, and hopefully you know who you are!!! I

love you guys...God Bless and GOOD LOVING!!!

See ya all in the PINK!! Just remember...love and respect one

another!!!!

Gander455

Daivd (xoxoxo)

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Here's a poem for all the people who have fallen in love on the net.

I Long to...

I long to kiss your lips so sweet,

To be with you, how could that be beat?

I long to feel your loving touch,

To hear you say you love me just as much.

I long to stay with you forever and a day,

To share anything and everything we wish to say.

I long to be in your arms so dear,

To have you always keep me near.

I long to sense your body next to mine,

To wake up knowing I am yours and you are mine.

I long to tell you exactly how I feel,

To say it to you face to face, letting you know this is real.

By: Sweetgurl (Bri)

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COMING OUT

(PrimeBear)

Hello Family. There are 2 days left before National Coming Out Day.

That date is October 11, 1998. This date is a special date. It brings

closure to some people. It opens doors for others. It also brings fear

about how will they be accepted or in the worse scenario, Rejected. I

submitted my story of coming out and receive quite a few emails of

thanks. Last week Ali wrote his story and Ali has told me he has

received some email of thanks.

Everyone who has come out has a story to tell. If possible, I would be

honored if you would write your stories about how you came out. Don't

worry about the

length because Coming Out is a positive reinforcement. You AREN'T

alone. Your story may hit someone else. It maybe just what that person

is going through now and are stuck because they don't know where to

go, who to turn too, or even what to think. You know what I mean.

We've been there.

So this week, I'm honored in more than one way. I'm honored that

FreddieB will tell us his story. It was brought up in the staff

meeting that maybe we should also include that other side. Our parents

side. How they felt about the news. What went through their heads? I

chased my mom down and asked her to write a letter on it. Took some

persuading but she wrote me a letter to submit. Also, as most of you

know, I have a 21 year old son who came out. So I will submit a letter

on how I felt about the news from my son. I contacted him and asked if

he would email me his story but he is being typical and bitchy right

now, so I don't know if he will or not.

So sit back, relax, have a drink and a fag if you smoke and enjoy.

PrimeBear

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Come Out, Come Out, Wherever You Are?

FreddieB

Coming from the "average" family, a family of three, being the middle

child, nothing was out of the ordinary. Throughout my childhood, I

grew up with all the makings of the "average" family. I attended

public elementary school, played little league, went to church every

Sunday, spent quality time with my family, had the typical circle of

friends, everything was so called "normal".

During puberty, I started noticing that something about myself was

"different". I couldn't quite figure out what it was. During junior

high school, I noticed that my body was changing and so were my

feelings. I had noticed boys more than I noticed girls. I found myself

watching other boys and their movements. Was this the "normal" cycle

that one went through growing up? Maybe it was, but my attraction

towards the male gender grew stronger everyday. Although I enjoyed

looking at boys, I seemed to attract the attention of the girls the

most. I always was in their company. Maybe this was my way of getting

the attention of the boys. I involved myself in both sports and the

arts during high school. I liked being part of every group and being

the popular one. I kept myself very active but never found the time

for a girlfriend. During all this time, I had a very close

relationship with my siblings. My sister is physically and mentally

handicapped and I always paid a lot of attention to her every need. My

younger brother was just starting to grow up and I kept him quite busy

too. My father was the breadwinner and worked the typical 9-5 job. My

mother was your "typical" housewife. Our family shared everything

together and our home life was a happy one.

After high school, I got my first job and began college. This is when

I had realized that my curiosity towards men grew the strongest. No

longer living at home, but still keeping close ties with my family, I

started to explore my feelings. I had become attracted to a guy I

worked with and started to spend a great deal of time with him. My

attractions grew very strong and started to fantasize about what it

would be like to be with him physically. It was at this point, I knew

that I was gay. I was scared to death to act upon it but knew that I

was most comfortable in the company of men. Then one day, BINGO!, he

made a pass at me. I accepted it with no confrontation and considered

this a "normal" aspect of my life. We soon became lovers and continued

to be for 14 years (which is another story in itself).

I started bringing my lover to all events and functions as my best

buddy. My parents grew very fond of him and welcomed him into our

family as one of their own children but still not knowing the

lifestyle that I had chosen. I somehow knew that deep down inside they

knew what was going on but was afraid to ask and I was petrified to

tell.

During this time, my mother had been diagnosed with breast cancer and

I had become her best friend. I was her sounding board, her confidante

and the strong one. Her illness had taken a toll on my father both

physically and mentally. I somehow knew that my mother was preparing

me for the inevitable and I needed to be the one to hold the family

together. During her sickness, she or I had never brought up my

lifestyle but she still showed her concern for my happiness and always

asked me if everything was all right. Now was not the time to be

discussing my lifestyle but to be preparing for my family's future

without her.

My father had to prepare himself for caring for my handicapped sister

and still maintaining a job and a household. The cancer had spread

like wildfire and chemotherapy was not effective. My mother had become

extremely ill. She had tried her hardest to be at home with the family

but could no longer endure the pain. She had requested to return to

the hospital. That evening was one I will never forget. Being slowly

taken into a drug-induced coma, we shared a lifetime full of memories.

Laughing, crying, holding tight onto one another as a family.

As the sun started to rise, she was drifting slowly away. I had been

alone with her holding tightly on her hand. She had squeezed my hand

hard and opened her eyes and tried to smile. Rasping and breathing

heavily, she put her finger on my lip and said to me, "I know ". "I

understand and know that you will be happy". She slowly drifted off to

sleep. Never waking up again. My father and I had held her hands

tightly and she had stopped breathing. I had so much going through my

mind, mixed feelings of sadness but also feelings of relief that she

was no longer suffering. But most of all, an enormous weight was

lifted off my shoulders.

Somehow I feel that if it wasn't for her, I really wouldn't be out.

She basically did all the work for me. I am still accepted for who I

am with my family but the topic is never discussed. I lead my life

"normally" everyday with no regrets and with her loving memory still

in my mind. Rest in Peace Mom and may the angels guide you.

Love,

FreddieB

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LETTERS FROM A PARENT

A MOTHER WHOSE SON IS GAY

Hello. I am PrimeBears (not his real name) mother. I really don't know

why he asked me to do this. His excuse was it might help other parents

who went through what I went through when PrimeBear told me he was

gay. He knows how to push my buttons so here I am writing this letter.

I remember that day. It was the day after my 50th birthday. I called

my son two days before my birthday to ask him if he would fly to

Maryland and be with me on my 50th. He told me that he didn't have any

money to fly out to Maryland and didn't have any leave on the books

but he said he was going to call me on my birthday to wish me a Happy

Birthday. I told him I understood and knew he would call me. He calls

me every year. Well my birthday arrived and my husband made an excuse

that he forgot something at work and had to go get it. I asked him why

not get it the next day since we already had company arriving. He told

me it was a special gift and he wanted to give it to me on my birthday

and not the day after. So off he went. Company was arriving. They were

in a party mood and I was enjoying the occasion. My daughter arrived

from Virginia and I was very excited. I hadn't seen her in 6 years so

we had some mother and daughter talk to catch up with. Two hours after

my husband left, he returned. He brought me 50 roses and a beautiful 6

karat diamond ring. He told me each karat represented one year of

blissful marriage. I was in tears. I was just so excited. The

telephone rang and it was my son. He wished me a Happy Birthday and

then went on about how the weather was in San Diego. I told him I

missed him and wished he was here. He said he wished that too. He hung

up and I continued with the party. About 30 minutes later, the

doorbell rang. I went to the door and there was my son. Here, in

Maryland, on my birthday. He said he heard a woman who lives here

turned a half a century old today and wondered if I was that woman. I

screamed and started crying again. We had our hugs and I kept telling

him he was my little shit. We came back into the house and my husband

shook his hand and welcomed him home. I found out then that my son and

his step father had already planned on my son coming out here for my

birthday. I couldn't decide whether to be mad or happy. I hadn't seen

my son in 18 years so happiness took over. We talked and partied and

talked. I felt very fortunate. I had 2 of my 3 kids home with me on my

birthday. My son gave me a mother's ring. It was beautiful. I started

crying again.

Well the party ended. It was a very good party. To have 2 of my

children share in my joy and to have many friends there also. I told

my son and daughter where their rooms are and I went to bed. I prayed

that night, thanking God for living as long as I have and for having

some beautiful children.

The next morning, I woke up and went to the kitchen. My husband had to

go to work. I felt so bad for him but he said he must do what a man

must do. My daughter came out to the kitchen, gave me a kiss and

wished me Happy Birthday again. She said she had to return home and

get there before the kids get out of school. The grand kids stayed at

their father's house and she wanted to make sure the kids got off to

school. So off she went.

My son finally got his ass out of bed and came into the kitchen. He

apologized for being so late for breakfast but said he was still on

West Coast time. He poured himself some coffee and we sat down at the

table. We had a lot to talk about. I asked him about his children, how

they are doing? He said they are fine and doing great. I asked him

about his present wife. He told me he got another divorce. I told him

well that makes 3. When are you going to find the right one. He said

he found the right one this time. Well I started smiling. Finally

there is a woman out there to tame my son. He then told me that the

right one is not a woman but a man and his name is George. I must not

have been paying attention because I asked him what her name was. He

told me again that HIS name is George. I must have looked stupid to my

son because I just sat there, numb, speechless. Then I said that that

can't be. Two men cannot have sex together. He then told me he was

gay. I had to stop a minute. I had to regroup. I asked how did this

happen? He told me it just did. That his feelings for men had always

been there but he married and had children to prove he was a man based

on what his father and myself taught him and he was tired of living

that lie and tired of trying to live how we thought he should. He then

finished his coffee and got up. He wished me a Happy Birthday and

apologized for the news. He said he will understand if I no longer

wanted him, that he has some friends whose parents have rejected them.

He said it would hurt him, but time would heal all wounds. I told him

I couldn't just act like nothing happened. That I would need some time

to think about what he said. He kissed me and left for the Airport.

I think the rest of the day was a blur. I know I did a lot of crying.

I did some yelling to God blaming him for my son. I yelled at his

father, if he had been there, he would have gotten a earful, for not

participating in his sons life. My husband came home and I was still

an emotional wreck. He told me that hitting 50 isn't the end of the

world. He said two of your children showed up and that they are

healthy and you have a lot to be thankful for. I told him that

PrimeBear told me this morning that he is GAY. That it is because of

something his father and me did that turned him Gay. He asked me if

that is what my son said and I told him well he said he was gay so it

has to be something his father and I did or didn't do to turn him that

way. My husband held me. He comforted me. He asked me what I was going

to do about it. I told him I needed time to think and probably still

wouldn't know what to do. I fixed us some dinner and we watched TV the

rest of the night. Not saying a word to each other. I prayed that

night asking what to do. I know God will answer.

Well a week later, my husband brought the subject up again. He told me

woman, you've had a week to think about it. Now what are you going to

do? I told him I wasn't sure. He said I had two choices. 1). Accept

your son. Love him. Be there for him or 2.) Reject your son, throw him

away, pretend he never existed. He asked when was the last time your

son spoke to his father? I told him 32 years ago. That they had a bad

falling out and have never spoke to each other since. He asked me if I

could live never talking to my son again, never hearing his voice,

never sharing his joys and sorrows. I told him no. He said that your

son can. He is already doing it to your ex, so if you don't accept him

then you lost him. My husband left after that. I guess he knew I

needed some time again to think. It was making sense now. That was the

message God was giving me. To love my son.

I called my son. George answered the phone. I asked him if he loves my

son. He said he does. I then asked him if my son was home. He said

that my son was in the kitchen trying to poison him by pretending he

knows how to cook. My son came on the phone. We talked. We cried. I

told him I still don't understand what went wrong. He assured me that

nothing went wrong. That he was raised in a very strick, religious,

loving family. I asked him to do me one favor and that I would pay for

it. He said he would do me the favor if I would in return do him a

favor and it would be free. I agreed. I asked him to go for

counseling. That I would accept everything the physiologist said. He

said if it meant that much for me, he would do it. He then asked me to

attend a PFLAG meeting. I asked him what PFLAG meant and he said

Parents and Friends of Lesbians and Gays. He even told me where one

was at in my area. I agreed so I couldn't go back on my word.

Well my son went to the psychologist. I know, I got the bill and the

report. The psychologist stated that homosexuality is not a

psychological problem. That my son is a very healthy adult male. That

the love for another man is strong and healthy. I kind of shorted that

report, it had a lot more stuff in it but that was the basic stuff. I

in return because I promised my son I would, went to a PFLAG meeting.

That meeting woke me up. To see other mothers there openly discussing

their sons and daughters homosexuality. Their children's lovers. The

joy of accepting them and sharing their lives with them. I was quite

impressed. There were others there like me, there for the 1st time.

Trying to deal with our children's life. I felt welcomed. I no longer

felt as if I was alone. That I was the only woman going through this.

I've attended many meetings since. I feel closer to my son. My husband

and I have gone over to his place on many occasions. We have gotten

involved with my sons life. The things I would have missed out in, if

I would have rejected him.

My son called me when his lover George died from AIDS. He was crying.

I started crying. I told him I wished I could be with him right now.

To comfort him. To hold him. I told him that George is no longer in

pain. That God has taken him from us and will make him whole again.

That George will now watch over him. Be his protector. His guardian

angel. I asked him if anyone was home with him. He said that Dan is

there. Dan was George's nurse. I asked to speak with Dan. Dan came on

the phone and I asked him to watch over my baby. Not to let my baby do

something stupid. He assured me that he would stay there with him.

That my son was drinking his rum and coke and calming down. I thanked

him and hung up. I know in my heart that George loved my son. I could

see it in his eyes and hear it in his voice and I know my son loved

George and gave his all to make sure his lover died the way he wanted

too. At home with a loving family.

Well that is my story. Hey there shit. I hope this is what you wanted

and I hope it does some good for some other mother or father who just

received news about their child. Don't forget, you and Dan must be

here for Thanksgiving. See you then.

PrimeBear's Mother

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A GAY FATHER WHOSE SON IS GAY

(Primebear)

Hey PTers. I know my mom is long winded. Now you know where I get it

from. It's her fault. She'll admit it too.

Most of the family here knows I have a son who came out to me. He is

21 years old. A very confusing age if you ask me. After my divorce

with his mother, the court granted that I get both my kids during the

summer. So every year for 4 months I got the kids. I always looked

forward to June. I knew I was going to have my kids. I knew my ex

couldn't stop it from happening, she tried though, but the courts

wouldn't accept anything she put in. So my kids grew up knowing two

step mothers and two lovers.

I've always been open with my kids. When they asked questions, I would

answer then in a way they would understand at that age when the

question was asked. I figured the truth would be my only ally for my

kids since I only get them for the summer. I've been asked if I loved

their mother. Which I answered yes I did. I've been asked if I loved

them. I told them yes. I've been asked if I left their mother because

of them and I told them no. I left because their mother and I had some

problems we could not work out, that they were work related problems.

When they got older they started asking about why I slept with a man.

I down sized it due to their ages. I told them that they needed a room

to sleep in so Alan slept with me. That worked for awhile. They were

contented with that answer. When they entered their teens, they came

right out and asked. They said their mother told them I was a homo, a

queer, a faggot and she tried to petition the courts to stop them from

visiting me. I admitted it. Yes I was everything their mother said I

was but I am still their father and just because I love another man,

does not mean I love them or their mother any less. I also asked them

not to repeat those words again in my house, that I find those words

offensive and degrading. That no one on earth has a right to pass

judgment on me not even their mother just because I love another man.

Alan was dead at that time and I was with George. The kids seemed to

have shaken it off because that summer was just like any other summer.

We had 3 more summers and they were great. Daughter going through her

hormones. I got her on the pill and showed her how to put a condom on

a guy. No I didn't pull my dick out to show her, I got a banana and

put the condom on the banana. Boy did I catch hell from the ex for

getting HER daughter on birth control pills and showing HER daughter

how to put a condom on a boy. I told her that hey, you were having sex

at age 13 so if OUR

daughter is anything like you, I'd rather her be educated and

responsible instead of foolish and pregnant. We hadn't talked since

then and I really don't miss talking to her. Anyway, summers came and

went.

Daughter graduated from High School and was thinking of college. The

next year, my son graduated but wasn't thinking of college. He called

me up after graduation and asked if he could come out to California

for the summer. I told him sure but it wasn't required of him to do

so. He said he had something to tell me. I asked him what and he said

he couldn't talk there because his mom was on the other line. THE

BITCH. Anyway, my son flew out. George and I picked him up at the

Airport, came back home.

George told me to make reservations at one of the Gay restaurants and

take my

son out to eat. He said a good restaurant. Not a dive. So I did and

that night my son and I went out to dinner. It was a very nice

restaurant. Gaily decorated. (In otherwords, too much flash) Very cute

and well built waiters. Hey, I had to have something to look at. So we

ordered. The waiter brought me a rum and coke and my son a coke (he

was only 18.) So I asked him what was on his mind. He fidgeted, took

out a cigarette, lit it, inhaled, exhaled then finally said, dad, I'm

just like you. That didn't ring any bells. Yes, he is just like me,

after all, I helped bring him into the world in more ways than one. I

asked him what he meant just like me. He said he was Gay. Wow. What a

shocker. Usually I'm ready for anything my kids say or ask, but I

wasn't ready for this. I asked him how he knew he was? Had he even

given girls a chance? He said he knew he was because ever time he say

the guys naked in the showers, he would get a hard on. He wanted to

touch it, to feel it, to do other things with it and girls never

turned him on. Well that rum and coke went down quickly and I needed

another one. I excused myself from the table and went to the bar to

get a taller one. Came back to the table, took a drink, lit a

cigarette and just looked at him. He

then said there was something else he wanted to tell me. I said what

else could there be. You mean telling me your Gay wasn't enough. He

said he likes to wear makeup and wear women's clothes. Needless to

say, the rest of the night at the restaurant was silent. I just kept

looking at my boy. His beautiful blonde hair, his piercing blue eyes,

then tried to imagine him as a drag queen. After dinner, we went back

home. I went to the kitchen and fixed another drink, got a coke for my

son and came back into the living room. He said that he was just like

me and he thought I would be proud. I told him he wasn't like me. That

I never felt that I had to dress like a woman to attract a man. He

said that I dressed in Leather and isn't that a form of drag. Caught

me off guard again. I told him he might consider it a form of drag but

I didn't. To me it is a lifestyle. A brotherhood. We talked some more.

Quite a few more hours, then he asked if I would call my ex and tell

her. I told him I couldn't do that. That he would have to tell her in

person, not on the phone. I told him for once, be a man and not some

child afraid of his mother.

Well that summer left. The 3 of us (George, my son, and myself) still

did our family outings. I took my son to the airport. He asked if I

was ok with him being Gay. I told him that he didn't need my approval

or disapproval. That it was his life to live and to take

responsibility for his choices. I told him 1st responsibility is to

tell his mom. He told me I was dodging his question. How the hell do

these kids know these things? I told him I loved him that what ever

made him happy, made me happy but I was still going to have some

trouble with the drag queen thing. It was going to be there for some

time. I told him he was always welcomed to come home. We hugged, and

off he went. Back to his mothers.

I got a call from THE BITCH the next day. She was laying every hatred

thing she could think of on me. She said she knew it would happen,

that I would turn HER son gay. That I must have molested him as a

child and if she ever got proof of it, she'd have me in jail. I told

her to calm down. To make it hurt her more, I told her it was her

fault, after all, I only had them 4 months of the year. She had them

the other 8. How the hell can I do something like turn my child gay

when I don't get much time. I told her if she hadn't pampered him so

much, if she

didn't fight his fights for him, then things might have turned out

differently. I knew all along it wasn't her fault, that it isn't

hereditary and it isn't a choice but I wasn't going to give her peace

of mind. I wanted to rub that salt in that fresh wound. I wanted her

to hurt for all the things she said about me in the name of Jesus. She

was going to need the church even more now.

So my son came out. Am I proud? Well I'm proud that he finished high

school. That he lettered in gymnastics. That he had enough trust in me

to come to me and tell me instead of hearing it from that woman. Am I

dealing with him being a drag queen? Slowly I am. I love him. He is my

flesh and blood. I personally think he would look great in 501's and

Leather Chaps. He has the build for it. I know he could turn some

heads, as long as he didn't open his mouth and talk. I'm behind him

though. Praying that maybe one day he will quit the drag and just be

my son. Who knows. Maybe he will, then again, maybe he won't.

Whatever…I still love him. Something the ex cannot take away from me.

PrimeBear

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Ali's notebook: I'd just like to take a moment and give a Great Big

THANKS to Primebear and also his motherbear for their contributions to

our Coming OUT column this week. The Coming OUT column and letters

from parents will be an edition to the paper on a weekly basis because

we feel there are many more stories out there that need to be heard,

as well as letters from the parents. If you have a story to tell, or

can possibly get your parents to tell us their story, or if you are a

gay parent with a gay child, as in Prime's case, Please feel free to

send them in! Hopefully, this column will be of some help to those

that haven't "Come OUT" yet, as well as help some of the parents that

may be struggling with their son or daughter being gay.

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TECH TIPS

(Tech Master)

Tech Tips #1

This is for all you newbies to Virtual Places Chat. If you are not

chatting in VP with the installed chat client (the program used for

VP) then you're accessing the VP world with an applet. Not only do you

have to wait quite a while for the applet to load, but the chat

experience with the applet is vastly inferior. The benefits of using

the installed program include graphics-based chat on a WWW page of

your choice; use of small animations; and a small picture(avatar) of

your online identity.

There are 4 simple steps for installing the VP client for Windows.

1. Download the program- go to

http://talk.excite.com/communities/chat/download to get the latest

version.

2. Install the downloaded setup program by double-clicking on the

program's icon in the Windows Explorer.

3. Log onto VP by clicking it's icon or finding it on the Start menu.

Fill out the online form to get a nickname.

4. Get an avatar at http://www.vpchat.com. This can be changed later.

I'll leave it to you to find the Pink Triangle from there. If you have

any questions that you would like answered in this column then email

me, Tech Master, at [email protected].

(Tech Master)

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Tech Tips is a new addition to PTNews as a means of support. Each week

there will be a different tip, or answers from questions sent in the

Tech Master, so if you have ANY questions you need answering, this is

your man!

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"A Learning Experience"

A few weeks ago I decided to go off line for a spell to get my life,

my head, my house and my heart in order. I finally realized that I was

getting too wrapped up in the chat room life and in other people's

problems. In the meantime I was neglecting my own problems.

I was ignoring the fact that my children were running around like

animals because I wouldn't pull my face away from the PC long enough

to correct them when they made mistakes. They soon realized that when

I was in the chat room I didn't pay attention and they could get away

with murder and I didn't care.

My house was falling apart. I had 20 loads of laundry to do, Five days

worth of dishes to wash. I hadn't cooked a normal meal in weeks and I

was fighting with Brian constantly. The whole time I was making it out

to seem that he was overreacting and being a colossal jerk. But in

actuality it was me that was the

asshole.

After a huge fight one night I laid wake until 2:00 in the morning

thinking about what I had done the past 8 months. I came to the

conclusion that all I did was sit on my fat, ever widening ass and

make smart ass comments and pass "I love you's" over the Internet. I

couldn't recall the last time I read my kids a story, played outside

with them, or just cuddled with my husband for endless hours watching

lame movies. I realized that I was hurting my family by not giving

them the time they deserved.

The Internet isn't all bad. In fact I am glad to have it. I have met

people because of this medium, and I have made some wonderful friends.

But I need to learn how to separate myself a little and not get so

involved in what is happening to so and so in Peru, Illinois.

I mean my life will go on if I don't always know who is doing what and

whom. It was never important to me before so why is it so invaluable

to me now? It isn't. I look at my endless hours of chatting as an

addiction that I need to kick. I know it isn't comparable to heroin or

alcohol, but to me this is my dope. My high, my release from reality.

I will still be online sometimes. But I plan to put myself in check

and not devote my life to sitting here typing. There is a whole world

outside my door and from now on I plan to embrace it every chance I

get. I have missed a lot these past few months and I don't intend on

missing anything ever again where my family is concerned.

I only have one thing to ask of my chat friends. If you see me on here

too much please tell me to get the fuck off the PC and go be a wife

and mother…LOL !!!!!

All this with love and now open eyes…

Mamma-Tat

XXXXOOOO

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AIDS TRIBUTE

This column in dedicated to those of our family that are dealing with

AIDS in one way or another. Most of us either have loved ones or know

of people who are suffering from this deadly disease.

This is simply a means of support to those in our family that are

dealing with the pain that goes along with this. We would like to form

a support group of some kind for those that are dealing with this

pain. If anyone is interested in helping us form this support group,

or has any ideas…Please email us at: ([email protected])Sometimes it helps to get through the rough times if we have someone

to talk to that has also gone through similar circumstances.

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Alladdinn

I was watching HBO one night several years ago when they had the AIDS

quilt in Washington, I think it was. I sat there and cried during the

whole thing, as each panel told a different story. I sat and listened

as family members and loved ones reflected back on the lives of those

that had passed on because of AIDS.

Although, at that time I knew of no one personally that was diagnosed

with the disease, I felt compelled to do something to help. I somehow

knew that one day I would be helping in some way with people who were

either suffering from the disease, or with those that have lost loved

ones to AIDS. (This was all before I myself accepted the fact that I

was gay). However, since then I have I feel even more compelled to do

something to help!

I may not know what it is like to go through losing someone you love,

or how one feels who has to live with it everyday, however I am

willing to listen if need be, or be there in any way I can! I now know

several people who have been diagnosed with AIDS and some that have

lost loved ones because of it. My heart goes out to you and I have

decided that it is time I tried to do something.

The people in the Pink Triangle have become my family, those in which

I love. Honestly, I don't know yet how I can be of help, (I haven't

gotten that far yet). All I know is that I am more than willing to be

of service to anyone if they just want to sit down and chat, or just

need someone to listen. I am offering my help in any way that I can!

If you or anyone you know who might be interested in helping me form a

support group through VP, Please get in touch with me!

[email protected] or [email protected]

We may not be able to stop the disease, but we can be there for

support for those that need it!

Thanks Family,

Alladdinn

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Bios ooo Bios ooo Bios ooo Bios ooo Bios ooo Bios ooo Bios ooo

Bios ooo

Sir_x_mikey_x

Man o man look at all these gay people…stay away from them. They are

evil and wicked. Being 19 and str8 I believed it. Yep, that's what I

was taught all through my life. But then I was suprised to meet a very

loving lady by the name of Lisa. Everyone knows boo berly lisa. Well

she kind of took my hand and taught me about things I never knew. All

about they gay life. I learned more from her about people and not

sexual preference. I tell everyone Lisa is my mom, and at VP she is my

mom. Some lessons I learned are ...love is not wrong. This is the most

important one. Another is ...lesbians don't hate men. I always thought

they just despise men, but I found out that was wrong.

Well mom introduced me to other friends of hers and I met a very

beautiful young girl name Blisseful. Although she's rough around the

edges she has a very big heart. She led me to the triangle to further

my education on the gay lifestyle. She invited me to her wedding and I

got there early and the king Jansgirl started talking to me like she

knew me for years, it made me feel welcomed and relaxed. At that point

I realized I had been taught all wrong about lesbians.

Well naturally having a huge crush on bliss I followed her to the

triangle.

The first person to greet me was a fellow named Screwdriver, and he

said "Hi Mikey" and I thought OMG this queer is gonna hit on me cuz

I'm a guy. So I was frozen at the keyboard and I thought "Close it

out". But then he said "Welcome". Then I thought "He is here to pick

up women" cool guy. He didn't hit on me, well alright! So I chatted to

him for a bit, and for days I thought he was str8. Then something told

me to ask him, and I did. He said he was gay. Well then I'm thinking

maybe I aint good enough for him lol. But you know it didn't matter to

me. Now I consider him a good friend and I want to be his friend too.

He is always there to welcome people in the room and a real nice

helpful fellow too.

Then little by little I met more and more and then it hit me. They are

just people. Regular normal people. Then I got the big honor and was

knighted by king Jansgirl, and wow did I think I really found that

place in life where I belong.

So now I'm learning about bashers,and I'm getting angry that they say

stuff to and about my friends. Why? What did they do to you? Soon I'm

envolved at giving bashers hell. And why not, these are my friends and

family here. Not just words on a screen. I know there are real

feelings on the other side of this screen. I want to be part of this

family so bad. I want everyone to know I'm not stupid about people

loving people. I don't come here to hit on the girls and say "Well if

you had a man you would give up on women" All I want is to be accepted

as an equal. And I want to thank the rest for showing me the truth.

So thanks to my friends like …Screw…Goose…Gander…Jansgirl…RE_…Prime

Bear…Maxam…Alladdinn…Blisseful...and most of all my mom whom I

love so very much Boo Lisa…Thanks mom I love you!

Your friend and protecter,

sir x_mikey_x

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY

The BIRTHDAY MISTRESS

(Mistress Bi_grrrl)

Let's see who's on the current spanking list, shall we? Since your

Birthday Mistress is going to be busy this week she was wondering if

someone would like to spank for me? Please email me to be GUEST

BIRTHDAY SPANKER. Check the list for victims that need spankings and

then email [email protected] Some of you, and you know who you

are, better be afraid! First our past birthday boys and girls:

The Super Sore Butt Club Member

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Alladdinn (poor baby!)

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The Sore Butt Club Members

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kelsluv .… 22 September (missing in action, *pout*)

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Now on to our current list of lucky people:

Birthday Boys and Girls - WOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOO!!!!

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buzzieboy… 8 October (Fairy's Son)

bi_grrrl…15 October < ---------------------she deserves extra

spankings!

Iammetoo… 5 November < ------------------so does she!!!

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Future Stars of the Spanking Hall of Fame

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Telleshia…10 November 10

SeaQuestor… 28 November

FreddieB…2 December

Fairymoon98… 7 December

Hipchick… 15 April

Chickadee… 21 June

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Send in your birthdays or those of your friends for this week, month,

or year (get permission or get in trouble, your choice). Only month

and day will be published and maybe some smart ass comments. Send it

to [email protected]

The Birthday Mistress

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Ha Ha Jokes! Ha Ha Jokes! Ha Ha Jokes! Ha Ha Jokes! Ha Ha Jokes! Ha Ha

 

Subject: four ladies...

Four Catholic ladies were having coffee. The first Catholic woman

tells her friends, "My son is a priest. When he walks into a room,

everyone calls him "Father."

The second Catholic woman chirps, "My son is a bishop. Whenever he

walks into a room, people call him 'Your Grace."

The third Catholic crone says, "My son is a cardinal. Whenever he

walks into a room, he's called 'Your Eminence."

Since the fourth Catholic woman sips her coffee in silence, the first

three women give her this subtle, "Well...?"

So, she replies, "My son is 6' 2'... he has plenty of money... broad

square shoulders... terribly handsome... dresses very well... supple,

muscular body... tight hard buns... and a very nice bulge... and

whenever he walks into a room... women gasp, 'Oh, my God...!"

(Submitted By Denarious)

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Did you hear about the dyslexic Satanist?

He sold his soul to Santa

How do crazy people go through the forest?

They take the psycho path.

How do you get holy water?

Boil the hell out of it.

(Submitted by Jadegirl)

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PinkConnections

(Alladdinn)

Well Guys and Gals it's time once again to see who made connections in

the Pink Triangle, and to check in on those continual lovers of the

cyberwaves! Remember…this is NOT Gossip! I do have some leads on a

few stories, but I will have to wait to see how everything pans out

before I clue ya'll in on what's happening. Let's take a look as the

romance blossoms throughout OUR "Family" of the Pink Triangle!

Romy meets Ru (Part 2 Romy's version)

Hello Pinkies

It all started with a 14-hour drive. The directions I had gotten lead

to the very door where the man that I have spent hours and hours with

talk'n and getting to know one another. It was as if fate had brought

us together! So there I stood out side his door, think'n what am I

doing here, how did I get there, why was I there? When I knocked at

the door my heart stopped, and when the door opened, I knew every

thing was gonna be OK! We embraced and that is when I really knew. My

handsome man stood before me, every nerve I had was shaking. My…his

beautiful eyes said it all, every thing was gonna be OK. We talked for

a bit and then went and had an early breakfast, from there, back home.

The next day we went to see Corpus and what a beautiful place it was,

and I enjoyed the company so very much, And the malls may I just say

OMG lol, and then to a movie (Godzilla). It was great! Then, we went

to dinner at a great Sports bar. As we sat I just looked into his eyes

and knew…he was such a special man. I ask myself then, what did I do

to deserve him. Then we went to see his sister, and may I say I love

Rulauro's whole family. They are such open minded, kind people. I felt

very comfortable the whole time. Even the inlaws are cool, how neat is

that? And what a wonderful mom Rulauro has, she's a beautiful woman,

she was very nice.

The next day was another trip thu this wonder city, to the Beach we

went, I never wanted to leave, we gathered some beautiful shells and

before we left we filled two heart shaped bottles, and exchanged them

to keep, till the day they are to be united forever. That night, we

went out again everyone loves Ru, that says to me that he is a good

man. I meet two of his lesbian friends, what a small world that one

lived near where I was from! We talk and hit it off very well, such

nice people in Rulauro's circle. I hope to return very soon. I called

it home, I told him I can't wait to get back home! The next day was my

day to leave…the longest Good bye I have ever had. I wanted to stay

with ever fiber of my body, but I had to leave. We shared tears, hugs

and kisses. I felt comfort in the fact that I was loved by this man!

With such peace, Rulauro is in my heart, and the fact that I know I

will be back home very soon. PS Never ask for sweet tea in Texas for

you own safety!

Love ya all Romy

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VP ENGAGEMENTS & WEDDING ANNOUNCEMENTS

Yaldaboath and his sub youel are pleased to announce that youel's

collaring (basically the equivalent of a marriage ceremony in the D/s

community) will take place at midnight (EST) on Friday October 16th at

a location to be announced in Pink Triangle just prior to the

ceremony. Formal dress avs please. Leather is appropriate but not

required. Please come witness our commitment to each other and share

in our joy!

Also i would like to take this oppurtunity to thank you all for the

wonderful gift of friendship that you all have given us. It means so

much i cannot express.

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Well guys and gals, that's all the connections I have for this week!

If you have a meeting or a romance blossoming and would like to share

it with the PT Family, please feel free to email me (Ali) at

[email protected] or you can catch me in the room if you

want. I am always keeping my eye out for new romantic encounters!

Until next week my friends…

Be Good, Play Safe and Be nice to those you chat with in the room, you

never know when you may be talking to your prince or princess!

Love Always,

Chris

(Ali)

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Weekly Avatar Contest!

Each week there will be a panel of judges in the room throughout the

week checking out AV's. The Catagories will probably change weekly,

and will be announced in PT News for the following week. The

WINNER(s) will receive a personalized AV that they can proudly wear

throughout the next week, until they have to pass the "Crown" on to

the next winner! (You get to keep your personalized AV though!) This

is all meant to be FUN, eventually everyone will have won!

Next weeks AV contest will consist of:

BEST DRESSED (OR UNDRESSED) MALE.

FEMALE

COUPLE

FUNNY AV (cartoon or homemade)

GOOD LUCK TO EVERYONE, AND DON'T FORGET YOUR MANNERS! PART OF THE

CONTEST IS ALSO CONGIENIALITY! LOL BE CREATIVE, AND MAY THE BEST AV's

WIN!

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HERE IS THIS WEEK'S AV WINNERS:

BEST DRESSED (Or underessed) MALE AV GOES TO: Western_Man39

BEST DRESSED (Or undressed) FEMALE AV GOES TO: MaryC

BEST DRESSED (Or cutest) COUPLE (Paired) GOES TO: Mikey & Sweetgurl

FUNNIEST AV (Cartoon or Homemade) GOES TO: Joker45

CONGRATULATIONS FOLKS!!! YOU MAY PICK UP YOUR WINNING AV'S EITHER FROM

YOUEL, ALLADDINN, OR FREDDIEB.

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FREDDIEBEESWAX

Hello Pinkies! Did you miss me last week? Well, most of you did.

(ha-ha) I've been so busy with work that I haven't had the chance to

be in the room much. I missed you all but still had a little time to

scrounge up some BUZZ. So let's see what went on while I was gone.

I hear Goose and Gander were on vacation this week. A well deserved

one I must admit. Along with sleeping in everyday, they took a little

trip to see Worrygirl and Boo for the weekend. A fun time was had by

all, even though no sex was involved…LOL. Ali, youel, and I had the

pleasure of chatting with the foursome on NetMeeting. Heard you wore

your Fred Flintstone pajamas Goose. They're so cute. Hope you wore

your underwear underneath this time. I also heard that Ganderous got

into Worrygirl's lipstick collection. Did you find a color to match

your skintone? And Goose finally retired his red Ocsar DeLaurenta gown

for a new frock that Worrygirl gave him. Finally, something to match

your Doc Martins.

Boy, were the Aussies out on Tuesday morning! I had the pleasure of

chatting with all of our Australian family members that morning.

Misty, shamroxs, Celine, alleycat, Gargy, rimbeau, and Isakite were

all present and we had a blast. I hear they are planning a reunion in

a couple weeks at a hotel in Sydney. Misty is going to be the main

attraction. Shamroxs is Powerbarring for the event to look her best.

We hope that you all will let us know how it went. I'm sure that if

you are as fun in the room that the reunion will be even more

eventful. Give us all the juicy details and don't leave you're things

out (oops, I mean don't leave a thing out).

Guess who I heard from this week? The "Queen Mum" herself, Ashtoroth.

She is still moving into her new farmhouse and still isn't online. She

is very busy remodeling and trying to find a server that reaches way

out in the boondocks. She sends her love to all and hopes to be online

soon. If anyone would like to drop her a line, just email your letter

to me at ([email protected]) and I'll be glad to forward it to her

via regular mail. We miss you Asht…HURRY BACK!!!

If you wanted to relive the 70's, this week was the time. Screwdriver

was taking a bath in the room the other night and forgot his soap. He

blessed us with a streaking (that would be running nekkid in front of

an audience) for those that don't remember. Ali was busy cybering in

IM…*wink*…and missed the performance. Screw had to do a standing

ovation (no pun intended) and the room went wild! How come I miss all

the good stuff? Maybe Screwdriver will give me a private showing.

Would Ya Screw? Pretty please, I'll wash your back.

Seems like the classifieds have been pretty effective. Bi grrrl placed

a missing person ad for piedrafina, who has been missing in action for

a while. Well, guess who I saw together? Yes, Bi grrrl and piedrafina.

They were awful quiet. They must have been in IMLAND. Hey Bi grrrl,

were you giving flogging lessons or a birthday spanking to piedrafina?

Has anyone taken the Goose AV tour yet? Let me tell you, what a show!

A man's dream come true. Have Goose show you…you'll be hard for a

week…LOL. A nude man picture show you won't forget. Not intended for

female viewing but nonetheless, two thumbs up and two snaps in a Z

formation from me!!!

Well Folks, it's back to the hive for some honeymaking and remember

when my little (really BIG, but don't want to brag) stinger is out…you

just might get stung!!!

FreddieBeeswax

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THE TOP 10 MOST PLAYED GESTURES OF THE WEEK!

Along with the AV contest, we are also having a weekly GESTURE

CONTEST!

A panel of judges will be on the lookout for the TOP 10 weekly most

played gestures in the room during chat sessions. We have several

people who are making their own gestures now, as well as the good ole

standbye's that we all use daily. We thought it would be kind of cute

to see just which one's got played the most during the week. Again,

this is all in FUN! The TOP 10 weekly gestures will be announced in

the PT News on a weekly basis.

Now…let's take a look at this week's Top 10 Gesture list

10.It's Raining Men

9. Frying Pan to the Head

8. Who Put the Dick on the Snowman

7. Oh My God I Danced with a Gay

6. Durn It (Rap version)

5. Pink Triangle is a chat room for gay/Bi/Lesbian/Str8 friendly

4. Betcha Can't Eat Just One

3. Will Cyber for Oreos

2. Chicken Dance/Chiken Dance HaHa finally killed that damn chicken

AND NOW THE MOST PLAYED GESTURE OF THE WEEK:

1. Mouse Dance

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Ha Ha Jokes! Ha Ha Jokes! Ha Ha Jokes! Ha Ha Jokes! Ha Ha Jokes! Ha Ha

 

More sophisticated humor.... Hah!!

Only in America...can a pizza get to your house faster than an

ambulance...

Only in America...are there handicap parking places in front of a

skating rink...

Only in America...do people order double cheese burgers, a large fry,

and a diet coke...

Only in America...do banks leave both doors open and then chain the

pens

to the counters...

Only in America...do we leave cars worth thousands of dollars in the

driveway and leave useless things and junk in boxes in the garage...

Only in America...do we use answering machines to screen calls and

then

have call waiting so we won't miss a call from someone we didn't want

to talk

to in the first place...

Only in America...do we buy hot dogs in packages of ten and buns in

packages of eight...

Only in America...do we use the word "politics" to describe the

process so well: "Poli" in latin meaning "many" and "tics" meaning

"blood-sucking creatures"…

(Submitted By Denarius)

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Thanks.

In Canada this weekend, there is a national holiday. All Canadians

whether gay or straight, have Monday off work for the celebration of

Giving Thanks, AKA Thanksgiving! As a member of the ptchatroom, and as

a full fledged gay person, I'd like to give thanks to whomever will

receive it for the people I have met in the Pink Triangle. ...Thanks!

To broaden the receptors a little, I'd like to give thanks to Roon for

being a swell guy. And to Primebear for listening. For Down2 for

enlightening me. To Denarius for being more than what i thought. To

Ashlee for being a real person. To Worrygirl for being an equally real

person. Fairymoon for being a sweetheart. Faunus for being a crafty

guy. Maxam for being a smarty. To luscious, to brans, to lick, to

newguy, to bboy, to plato, to jansgirl, to V666, how i appreciate ya.

To Freddie and Alladdinn for having the energy and intelligence. To

Misty, the half man/half woman. To Ashtoroth, my advisor. To joiee for

sticking around. To all the rest whom are numerous and to guest for

being the unknown and unexpected factor to life.

Thanks, everyone. Thanks for being you and letting me know you as you

are.

Gany

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POETRY CORNER

Ali's notebook: My apologies to GoldieLox for putting someone else's

name on her poem in last week's issue! Bernie…Please Forgive Me???

Love ya babe!

Please don't stop sending in your poems! I promise to double check

next time!

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Another love sick poem...

The Storm

As the rain pelted the window

we talked of days gone by

we talked of how it was

we talked of how we would never lie

Well here we are

trying to hold it together

but the rut we're in

seems to be so much stronger

The rain came crashing down harder

as the tears ran down my face

all I could think of is you

and how we could win this race

I want the bright sunny days again

the tears of laughter and joy

instead I receive tears of sadness

as if my feelings were just a toy

The thunder and lightning came

and all I felt was the chill of anger

as the pain of confusion sets in

and I realize we are no longer together

Depression sat in

and the storm grew stronger

you really left this time

and I didn't care any longer

The way you treated me

the way I treated you

now we're lost

and I'm sad and blue

The winds from the storm

caused all of my bitterness

what happened to our love

now all that is left is unkindness

The hail came down hard

the icy chill of loneliness set in

my soul was numb

I felt like I was bitten

Suddenly one day the sun came out again

and it shined down upon me

I have finally forgotten you

My soul is finally free

Krymsyn

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Farewell Thee Prince, Goodnight

Farewell Thee Prince, Goodnight

Sleep well in slumber's delight

For the love there once dwelt

Has long since been felt

Farewell Thee Prince, Goodnight

I lay down to rest

Knowing did I my best

To give love that was never ending

Yea, though my best could not contest

The end was sure to be nearing

I held onto a dream that one day you'd see

The love I once had was real

Still not enough, nor would it be

The end was sure to be

I lay it now to rest

Knowing did I my best

Farewell Thee Prince, Goodnight

Alladdinn

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Fragmented

the Remembering Boy will never tell

the Telling Boy is an empty shell

the Sleeping Boy's dreams are a window to Hell

and Butterfly Baby screams pinned in his cell

the Remembering Boy says it's not what it seems

the Telling Boy cannot remember his dreams

the Sleeping Boy sobs in the moon's pale beams

and Butterfly Baby in the torture vault screams

the Remembering Boy says he cut too deep

the Telling Boy is bleeding shadows that sleep

the Sleeping Boy hands you a mask that can weep

and Butterfly Baby screams as the secrets toward him creep

the Remebering Boy's fingers trace the scars he's been tending

the Telling Boy holds the heart they've been rending

the Sleeping Boy smells terror-sweat and blood blending

and Butterfly Baby bound in that place by his screams never-ending

from youel

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The final look of unrepenting love

A gaze that goes on forever... it replays in the mind's eye

An old black and white love story

The glance from the glorious beauty across the room

It's a sexual crucifixion

The feeling is unordinary... An outcry is released, but not heard

The mind is not understood by it's owner

No mind is every understood

The wish was not meant to be this one

It was something of a simplier nature... not this hideous outpouring

of hatred

Comments are not appreciated

Words condemn us in this society

A recourse will be given

Rejection will follow... in sequence, depression appears

(A long lost love)

Cries for help stand still in the mind

Help cannot be given here... the problem lies too deep

In too deep… planted in a hole

How will they reach my heart?... it has fallen and broken apart

No glue strong enough to hold it together

No love willing to pick up pieces

Oh, the final look of unrepenting love

Thoughts flow through my naked mind... turmoil is handed down

Give me your hand... I'll help you off that pedestal

Caught in a final destraction... you fall

Stephanie (a.k.a.... Blisse)

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FETISH CORNER

LEATHER

Hey PTer's. Let's get down to the action before the bars close and I'm

stuck home without any way of releasing this tension.

Master was a very sure, positive, mature, masculine and in his way

caring male. He was also possessive, irritable, cranky, painful, and

forceful. I kept looking forward to my trips to L.A. I could do

anything I wanted to do in HIS bar but HIS bar wasn't the only one I

was allowed to go to. Steve was restricted to Master's bar but I had

free roam of the city. Steve was Master's property. I was kinda like

rental property. There on the weekends but played everywhere I was

invited or where Master wanted me to go to. I guess I was his

showpiece. He'd tell me to go somewhere with someone and I would. He'd

tell me to obey, be respectful, know my place and make him proud. No

problem there.

One weekend, Steve couldn't get to L.A. Seemed his Battalion had field

manuevers and Steve could not find a way out of them. So I called

Master to let him know the news and also to say I wouldn't be up

theresince Steve wouldn't be there. Master told me to get my ass on

that Amtrack and get there. I told him ok,

I'll get on the next train. So I hung up, caught the bus and went to

the train station to catch that damn train. I was hoping when I called

Master that he would want me to come up anyway. I hated the idea of

having to stay in Oceanside for the weekend. The Military Police

frequented the cities only two gay bars and the gays there were, well,

not into Leather. Parties yes. Leather no.

Got up to L.A. Master was there at the train station. We hugged and

kissed (I copped a feel) and went to Master's house. Master fixed a

wonderful BBQ meal. I think I ate too much cause I was tired. Master

said we had about 3 hours before he had to be at the bar but a good

nap wouldn't hurt. So we went to bed. Nap hell. He didn't sleep and I

was in no mood to sleep. I was his, alone, and wanting it and he knew

how to turn me on and did. He left my nipples alone since the

piercings were only a week old but that is all he left alone. The

Prince Albert was healed and he was paying a lot of attention to that

and I was in no position again to argue with him. I was just going to

lay back and pay attention to his love

machine as he was busy with mine. Seeing that ring dangling in front

of me. Inviting me to play with it. I don't refuse invitations of that

nature.

We both exploded then got up and took a shower. To conserve water, we

showered together. (If you believe the water conservation excuse, I

might have some swamp land in Virginia to sell ya.) The water was

refreshing and showering so close to another man was enough to get me

going again. Had been awhile since I showered with other men. Got out

of the shower, dried each other off and back to the bedroom to get

dressed. Master had me put his cock ring on. I did and didn't play

with the ring there but it was awfully tempting. Then he put on his

jock strap.

Adjusted himself. His socks and 501's came on. I was already dressed.

Guessed the Military teaches you to get dressed quickly, never know

when the enemy will attack or when someone will walk in on ya. He put

his boots on. I laced them up. Did a little military shine to them.

Then he put on his chaps, readjusted himself again put his black hanky

in his left rear pocket. Then put on his vest, his arm and wristbands

and his cap. Master was ready. To see him all dressed up, and a full

chest of dark hair with a bit of grey peeking through. He was ready to

go and go we did.

The bar was hot… So many hot men. The aroma of hot sweaty Leather

everywhere but it was a night just like any other Friday night there.

Master told me to play but not to let anyone play with my chest so I

played. The end of the night finally came and I was exhausted. I've

never been felt so much as I was that night.

Master took me home, I helped him undress, then undressed myself. We

both hoped into the shower again. Played around a bit. I couldn't

resist. I may have been tired but I wasn't going to resist feeling

Master. Got out, dried off and off to bed we went. I put my head on

Masters chest and fell asleep.

Morning came. Master fixed breakfast. He told me we had some errands

to run that day. No problem. I hadn't planned on anything that day and

I didn't accept any dates from last night for today. Master pulled up

to this Leather shop. We got out and went inside. The aroma of Leather

was getting me just a tad bit excited. Master called me over to the

collars. He asked me to choose one for Steve. Thought that was kind of

unusual. I thought he would know what he wanted for Steve after all,

I'm very new to this. I chose a collar. It had some studs on it and

some points. Had four rings on it. I thought they might be useful in

tying Steve down. Master smiled. He told me that he chose that one too

but wanted to see what I would choose. Then Master went into the back

room. I stayed up front looking at the Leather vest and jackets. Oh

the accessories there. Ball stretches, didos, harnesses. It was really

getting to me. The thought of what I'd do was

running through my head when suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder.

Scared the shit out of me.

For a while there, I was in another land. It was Master. He told me to

follow him to the back room. Dutifully I followed. The backroom looked

as though it was a

sweatshop. Leather material every where. In varies stages of

completion. He gave me some boots to put on. So I did. Then he told me

to stand still while his friend started sizeing me up. Great, that's

all I needed. Someone sizing me up while Master was watching. This

friend was good. He kept talking, making suggestions to Master.

Grabbing my pants, hiking them up, grabbing my crotch. Measuring here,

measuring there. Master nodding, agreeing to what his friend was

saying. Then his friend started measuring my chest. Measuring length.

On to the forehead measuring my head. What Master was up too I wasn't

sure yet. I knew he was buying me something but what, I had no idea.

Well his friend got done measuring, I took the boots off and put on my

tennis shoes. Master told me to go back up front so I did.

Master came back out and we left the store. He told me that I WILL

return next weekend even if he had to come down to Oceanside and drag

my ass out of the Marine Base there. Told him that Steve and I should

have the weekend off and would be back up here. Master said he will

call Steve and tell Steve to stay in Oceanside next weekend. I didn't

ask him why. It wasn't my place to ask. I figured I'd find out later

if it was important enough for me to find out.

That weekend seemed short. Guess I spent too much time in bed with

Master and when he was gone, I'd be down in the dungeon looking

around, feeling everything. Getting to know it better. Getting to know

the scent.

Master took me back to the train station and back to Oceanside I went.

It was a confusing weekend for me but it was a learning experience

that I enjoyed. Now I couldn't wait until Friday. Wish it was Friday

now instead of Sunday but it was time to regroup, open that closet

door and get back inside. I belonged to the Military and she is a very

jealous BITCH. Kind of depressing, having to go back to work, pretend

I'm straight. Laughing at all their sick jokes. Hearing about all the

pussy they conquered this weekend. It was going to be one of those

weeks.

Primibear

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SCREEN NAMES

As you remember, a couple issues ago I asked how people chose their

screen name. We received a wonderful response from this from our

readers! I hope you enjoy discovering how we each created our screen

name identities.

If you'd like to share how you chose your screen name, please feel

free to send in to: [email protected]

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denarius (or my 2 cents worth)

When I was first stumbled into the world of Virtual Places I only had

been online for about a month. All this Internet stuff was completely

new to me. I had heard about all these different chat rooms, but I

knew nothing about them. I knew that you could "talk" with people all

over the world, but I never experienced it nor had I been with anyone

who was actually chatting online. So, I found myself in front of

Excite, moving into Chat Rooms, selecting naively a room (it may have

been Guy Talk, for all I remember) and entering. I did not see any

AV's, and had no clue about this Gesture thing. I did get "yelled" at

because I appeared as a mug, but I was not discouraged. I found myself

in PT, when some kind soul informed me that I should download the

software. As I did, the question of a "name" appeared. I hadn't the

faintest idea what I would want to call myself. I knew I wanted

something different than most of the ones I saw on the screen.

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CLASSIFIEDS

WANTED: From VIKING

As ya ll know I need to replenish my gest file etc. As my memory is

like a sieve (sp?) I'll try and repeat them:

1} IF WE WERE IN PRISON, LIKE YOU GUYS WOULD BE LIKE MY BITCHES!

2} YOU MEAN WE RE SMOKIN DOG-SHIT MAN?!

3)DOG FART/SHIT (as my dawg George does under the puter table to tell

me

I'm not paying enuf attention to him)

4) GOD SAYS HE'S SURE HE CAN GET ME OUTTA THIS MESS BUT HE'S PRETTY

SURE YOU ARE FUCKED!

5) ELMER FUDD: BE VEWY VEWY QUIET, I'M HUNTIN WABBITS!

6) SIMPSONS: FAT, DRUNK AND STUPID IS NO WAY TO GO THRU LIFE SON!

7) BIG HUG FOR YOU (BEAR)

8) WHY DOES EVERYTHING I DO TODAY INVOLVE THINGS GOING IN AND OUTTA

MY

ASS!

9) JOSE CERVO...YOU ARE A FRIEND OF MINE!

GESTURES TO BE MADE:

A) WARNING....CYTOTOXIC....BIOHAZARD....

B) THERE'S BARELY ENUF ROOM HERE FOR "YOU" AND YOUR EGO!!!!

C) PETCO ANNOUNCEMENT: WOULD THE OWNER OF THE BLUE NISSAN WITH THE

CLOSED WINDOWS PLEASE PICK UP A NEW PET IN AISLE #7!!!

It's hard to ask people during the chat so maybe someone will send

these/make the new ones/send these to me whenever I'm on,

PLEEEEEESE!!!

LOVE & KISSES

VIKING

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ANNOUNCEMENTS

Calling All Aussie Pinkies!!!!!!

There is to be a meeting of the Australian Sect of the Pink

Triangle!!!!!

All Australian chatters are invited to attend Albury Hotel, Oxford

Street Sydney.

The date that has been set for this momentous is November 13th 1998.

Black Friday and all!!!!!!

It should be a good night and I believe that if you stay until Sunday

Misty will be performing at the said establishment! Cool!!!!!

This meeting will not only allow us to get to know each other a little

bit more but also in a way it is a farewell to Gargy who as you

probably know is going to Europe <lucky cow>. On a serious note (i

think c minor will do, LOL) All the best for your trip Gargy and hope

you have a wow of a time!!!

Well guys i think that is all, except, that you can all expect a full

report on your desks as soon after the big event as humanly

possible!!!!! What with such a big party I'm sure we will all need to

recover for aweek!!!!!!

Ok Guys I (that is We) hope to see as many Aussie Pinkies as possible

at the reunion, it will be a blast!!!!

Till Next Time

Isa!!!!!!!

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Speaking of Reunions:

The Pink Triangle "Family" Reunion is tentatively schedule for

Memorial Day Weekend 1999 at Freddieb & Alladdinn's summer cottage

outside Detroit on lake Huron. Several responses and inquiries have

been made thus far, with lots of interest from our "Family". This is a

family reunion you will NOT want to miss out on folks! More

information will be presented in further issues of the PTNews, but for

starters…here's something you might be interested in: Goose and Gander

are planning to be united in marriage during the reunion! Rumor has it

that the infamous Misty will be appearing from Australia! Plus there

are going to a few more surprises that we will keep under our hats for

the time being. SO…save your pennies and make plans now to attend the

"Family Reunion" of the year!

Inquiries may be sent to [email protected]

Hope to see ALL the "Family" at this reunion!

Alladdinn & FreddieB

 

 

 

 

 

 

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MAGIC CARPET RIDE

(ALLADDINN)

Just as I was sitting down to drink my coffee and think things

through, Tony came into the kitchen to ask if I was all right. I told

him I had a lot on my mind and needed to sort through some things. He

asked if there was anything he could do to help and then he said

something that startled me. He asked if it had anything to do with he

and I. I said yes, as he set down with a cup of coffee himself, asking

if I wanted to talk about it. All of a sudden, I became very nervous

about telling Tony the feelings I was having toward him! He picked up

on this and told me to take it slow and talk to him, so together we

could resolve this issue.

I took a slow sip of my coffee, a deep breath and began to express to

him how I felt. Right in the middle of it, he reached over and took my

hand in his and looked me straight in the eyes and said: "Drake, I

think I am falling in love with you!" I hadn't even gotten to the part

about my feelings for him yet, when he told me this! My heart began to

race as I looked into his deep warm brown eyes. "That was exactly what

I was going to say!" I announced. He flashed me that brilliant white

smile of his which made me feel that everything was going to be all

right!

We finished our coffee and went back to bed. The storm had passed now

and I could hear the crickets outside once again. Tony snuggled up

close to me, wrapping his muscular arms around me tight. He took my

face in his massive hands, pulling it close to his. He gently,

passionately kissed me and told me not to worry anymore, whatever

comes our way; we will see it through…together!

That night I think I slept more sound than I had in weeks! I feel I

have finally found someone I can spend the rest of my life with, and

it feels wonderful.

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Tune in next week to find out what Tony has in store for Drake next!

Until next week lovers,

Alladdinn

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Websites from a few of our "Family" members for you to check out!

http://www.geocities.com/SiliconValley/Hills/9675 This site has been

developed by RuLauro as a memorial for his late lover Rueben. This

week marks the year anniversary of Rueben's death from AIDS. Please

visit this site in respect and support of RuLauro. He has begun a new

journey with the love and companionship of Romy. We all have known

someone who has passed on from AIDS, let's show our support as a

family by paying our respects!

http://www.fortunecity.com/village/newcompton/466 Master Rex's

incredible PT News information site. This site contains past and

present issues of the PT News, as well as information about Virtual

Places and much more! You will not want to pass this one up! We all

thank you Master Rex for working so hard to provide us with this site.

This site will wonderful for the newbies that have joined our family

to catch up on what's been happening in the Pink Triangle!

http://www.geocities.com/WestHollywood/Park/1756 The Geesboy's Home

Page. This site contains pictures and the love story about how the

two lovebirds met and fell in love. This site is still under

construction, but you wouldn't want to "fly" over this one!

http://www.freeyellow.com/members4/pastorpat/page1.html Maxam's

Titan's of Pink Triangle site. Maxam has done a wonderful job

capturing all of our av's, combining them with a biography and

quotations. He even thought enough about the bashers to include them

in this site. What a guy!

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If anyone has any problems getting into these sites, Please let us

know!

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EMAIL ADDRESSES AND INFORMATIONAL MATERIAL:

[email protected]

Letters to the Editors, opinion, comments, complaints

Submit an article

Classified Ads

Trivia Triangle (Ashlee)

Birthdays (The Birthday Mistress)

[email protected]

Political (Primebear)

[email protected]

FreddieBeeswax (FreddieB)

[email protected]

Pink Connections (Alladdinn)

[email protected]

MedicDyke (Jansgirl)

[email protected]

Tech Tips (Tech Master)

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Well, that's it…goodnight!

Thank for those of you who did send in articles this week!

Have a GREAT weekend!

FreddieB & Alladdinn