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
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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Well, that's it…goodnight!
Thank for those of you who did send in articles this week!
Have a GREAT weekend!
FreddieB & Alladdinn