Funny, how words and dreams can get mixed up and make the real world seem somehow unreal. How many times can we put our hearts out there for one more chance and when do we just quit trying? There will always be etched memories of the past that find their way into out daily thoughts. But how is it that, it actually keeps us at times from living the life we dream? I have once again discovered love but yet, is it just an illusion or is this finally the real thing? The physical attraction and love is there and it’s real…the familiarity of kindred spirits is rare, but when it happens….every moment is precious. She possesses something I have always dreamed of, when she is at my side I have no more need for dreams. So as life continues to unfold…I try once more try to put things into perspective with Part 2 of…”All For The Love Of A Lady.”

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By Marianne.

Slender Curfew interrupted the conversation: 

• Please stop using lewd words, Witty Wasp!
• What lewd words?
• “Bastard”
• What’s lewd about that? Everyone is using it in everyday language.
• Well, honestly, it is deprecating. Actually we all are a mix of cultures if we look back into our past and our ancestors’ past.
• I’ll do my best and will be very civilized tonight. it is promised.
• You’re funny!
• Be careful with the word ‘funny’, it has two meanings and you might sound ‘lewd’ too!

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By Marianne.

Installment IX.  The Naked Truth (written before 11 September 2009, that’s to say on 10 September at 5.20 sharp 88 Crown Lane in 1050 Brussels. Classroom 22 second floor left, giving on the backyard while people are sawing and drilling along the express railway between Etterbeek and Ixelles, tiny towns inside Brussels)
   The three counselors were gazing at each other, shrugging and waving one hand.  They noticed at a reverence and a paw shake that they belonged to the same hub. Better late than never. This caused a tarantella and an infinite series of hugs and beak strokes in the trio. It looked slightly ridiculous to the group of animals watching them as if the mere fact of belonging to the same hub meant they were brighter and sweeter than all other beasts around.

    Even Lady Frogmouth started realizing this and she became humble at seeing her friends’ show.  She was meditating on a huge pebble between two bonsai cedar trees in one of the troglodyte houses on the third landing. 

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Reader’s, if you recall from last month’s issue? I had met a straight lady, who after consuming a lot of alcohol had been caught in a moment of indiscretion! After declaring her feelings of curiosity to me, she left me like the proverbial Cinderella with the imaginary glass slipper in my hand.

Until we were to meet again at our usual Ladies night out, I had a week to ponder these questions and wonder how I should approach her on the subject. I should mention for the purpose of the story, that I am an out lesbian and that I am comfortable in my own skin. Cindy on the hand, is more of a lipstick lady, who you would never know was gay unless she admitted it. But the chemistry between us, was off the charts and invariably Tequila was the catalyst!

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In search of Cinderella held captive in those very words is just one version of a story about the “happily ever after.” You never know when the magical hour is going to strike or if like the fairytale, the illusion is destined to last but for a few hours or a lifetime. Though your vision of Cinderella and mine might be totally different, the basic essence remains the same. Over the course of our brief lives, we will feel it, hold it, breathe it, crave it, etc… Do you know what it is?… Love…Passion…Desire…These are the things that have sustained die hard romantics for years nay for thousands of years! So with each waking day I find myself…” In Search Of Cinderella!”

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As a lesbian I have been approached more then once by the “Curious” straight girl…usually it is after they have consumed large amounts of adult beverages that allows them to let their guard down enough to express what they all want to know…What is it like to be with another woman?” It is in this moment of intoxication that they somehow find the courage to approach either a girlfriend or a known lesbian throwing caution to the wind any inhibition about their curiosity! I’m sure this might have happened to some of you? Wouldn’t it be nice, if just once before they were drunk, they could just see that it’s not about being straight or gay? It is just that the person brings about feelings in you that you did not know existed and sometimes it just comes down to old fashion chemistry! So after a night of heavy drinking out with friends…here is a story about the straight girl caught in a moment of indiscretion…

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By: Marianne Vincent-Fonteijne

Yesterday morning Michael, William, Jeremy and myself were driving from Brussels to Amsterdam. Michael picked us all up, one after each other, in our respective areas. While we were patiently waiting for Jeremy in front of a florist’s near Montgomery Square in the European capital, Michael and the other guys were laughing out loud in the car: telling jokes about their gay-status in life. The word ‘gay’ that is also used in French, with exactly the same meaning, had been used several times in the conversation. All of a sudden, we saw an African guy vehemently knocking on the front passenger’s window. As Michael’s car had the shape of a spacious taxi, I thought the man was looking for a lift and told Michael so. The latter opened the window and we were stunned at hearing the man shout out at us:

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By: Marianne Vincent-Fonteijne

Last Saturday I decided to join my good friend William for a night walk in the unique Brussels Forêt de Soignes.  As we live in a chilly country where it is either drizzling or sprinkling under a grayish roof of threatening clouds, Anthony, the organizer, asked us to bring a sweater and our favorite drink not to freeze on the spot.

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