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	Hello once again.  As in the past, comments
are both appreciated  and encouraged.  Suggestions
are also welcome. Please respond by E-Mail as it
makes it easier for me to get your reaction.   One 
thing I do ask is that you now include your first
name and age in  your comments.  It gives me a
better idea who my audience is.  Thanks and enjoy
the story.

	   The Classified Ad
		Part Two
		by  Ann Douglas

	Stepping out onto the Promenade, Jackie
was disappointed to not see anyone who matched
the description Colleen had given her over the
telephone.  True, it was rather sketchy - long blonde
hair, 5'5", fair complexion, dressed in blue, but it
would be enough for her to recognize her.

	"Guess I'm a little early."  she said to herself
as she checked her watch.  Sure enough she was.
	Stepping out onto the long walkway, Jackie
took a moment to take in the vast panoramic view of
lower Manhattan across the river.  She had to admit,
it was pretty spectacular.  To her left she could see
the Statue of Liberty and Governor's Island. She
followed the path of the Staten Island Ferry as it
slowly moved to the docks at Whitehall Street. 
Continuing her gaze to the right and upriver, she
could see the Brooklyn and Manhattan Bridges.
Once, during to a high school trip to the Brooklyn
Academy of Music, she and a few of her girlfriends
had cut out on the group and hiked over the
Brooklyn Bridge to have lunch at the South Street
Seaport.  It had been a grand adventure to the group
of seniors.  Suddenly, it seemed so long ago.
	A beep of her watch told her that now she
was right on time but still no Colleen. Well a doctor
has a rather busy schedule, she told herself.  She
probably just a little delayed.  
	Another ten minutes went by, and still she
waited patiently.  After all, it wasn't like she was
going to get this far and just take off because she
had to wait a little.  If she did, she'd never forgive
herself.  
	Ten minutes became a half hour and she
finally began to become worried.  She considered
the idea of calling Colleen's office - perhaps she had
been delayed by an emergency of some sort.  Then
she remember that the phone she had passed at the
entrance to the Promenade had a large yellow "out
of order" tape across it.  The next closest phone was
over a block away.  If Colleen arrived while she was
gone, would she think that maybe she had never
even showed up.  Or that Jackie didn't think her
worth the wait.  No, better to just wait a little
longer.  Fifteen more minutes and she'd set out for
that phone.
	Ten of those minutes later, enthralled by the
display being put on by a pair of young roller
bladers, Jackie almost didn't see the woman in blue
who strolled past her.
	"Oh God, it's her."  she exclaimed to herself.
	The woman in blue wasn't exactly what she
expected, but that was a pretty strange thought
seeing that she really didn't know what it was that
she did expect.  Somewhat on the heavy side, she
had short curly blonde hair and enormous breasts. 
She was dressed in jeans and T-shirt.  It was the
large lettered slogan across the shirt that caused
Jackie some slight pause.  "Lesbian and Proud." 
Colleen had said that she was open about her
sexuality, but Jackie didn't think this open.  Despite
the size of her bust, it was obvious that she wasn't
wearing a bra.  
	"At least she's wearing a shirt."  Jackie
thought, remembering the images from that cable
TV video.  "Well, he goes nothing."  she added.  
	
		
	"Colleen...?"  Jackie said as she stepped up
behind the woman.
	"Excuse me." the woman said as she turned
around, her eyes brightening as she saw Jackie.
	"Colleen?"  Jackie repeated.
	"Sorry, love."  she replied, a slight
disappointment in her tone. "The names, Judy.  But I
can change it if you like."  she added with a little
more enthusiasm, rolling her tongue across her
upper lip.
	"I...guess I made a mistake."  Jackie quickly
said as she turned and walked away.  "Thank God!" 
she added to herself.
	"Too bad."  she heard Judy said as she
watched Jackie step away.
	
	Jackie didn't stop until she was all the way
on the other side of  the flagpole, well out of sight of
Judy.   It was time to find that phone.  With long
strides, Jackie exited the Promenade and was just
about to head up to the pay phone she'd seen by the
Key Food when a soft voice called out her name.
	"Jackie?"
	She quickly turned to the sound of the voice,
almost afraid what she would find.  Coming to an
abrupt halt as she faced the woman who had
practically ran to catch up to her, Jackie almost
couldn't get the words out of her mouth.
	"Colleen?" she stammered.
	"Yes."  came the reply.  "I'm so glad I caught
you.  I was afraid that you'd have left by now."
	Jackie wasn't even aware of the words she
was hearing.  She was too lost in the gaze of the
deep blue eyes in front of her.  
	"She's beautiful."  Jackie thought.
	No sooner had she thought it, she knew that
it was the wrong word to use.  Beautiful was a
description you use for models or movie stars,
someone who kept their face in a jar by the door, as
the old song went.  Colleen was "the girl next store",
yes that was it.  
	Blonde hair cut just above the shoulder
framed an almost flawless face.  Despite being
almost fifteen years older than Jackie, Colleen wore
almost no make-up.  Her natural looks couldn't be
much improved upon.  Soft pink lips exposed a
perfect smile, one which Jackie was sure was also
natural - not the result of a dentist's art.
	Her outfit was simple but flattering.  A blue
jacket with matching skirt over a light yellow blouse. 
Around her neck she wore a small string of pearls.
Tiny flawless orbs which were duplicated in each
ear.
	It was funny but the comment that suddenly
came to mind was one made by her husband when
he walked in on her watching that parade video.  As
she changed the channel, he remarked that the real
reason those woman were all dykes was because
they were all too ugly to get a real man.  Jackie was
sure that given the chance, Billy would be down on
his knees, begging Colleen to sleep with him.
	"I was all set to leave when they brought in
this little girl who....oh never mind, it doesn't matter
now."  Colleen continued. "The important thing is
that we found each other.  Are you hungry?"
	"Famished."
	"Good, there's a really great restaurant about
two blocks up. You're going to love it."
	

	It was such a beautiful September afternoon
that they decided to sit outside on one of the
exterior tables. Lunch talk was at first innocuous.
Comments about the food, the decor of the
restaurant, shops in the area.  As she sat and
listened, Jackie became aware that she was staring at
Colleen.  First it had been the deep blue of her eyes.
Then the richness of her smile.  It wasn't until she
found herself fixed on the swell of Colleen's breasts
beneath her yellow blouse that Jackie quickly shifted
her attention.  She knew she was blushing, hoping
that perhaps it wasn't too noticeable with her rich
tan. If Colleen did note it, she didn't mention it.
	Jackie wasn't sure when exactly the
conversation had shifted, but Colleen was now
talking about what it was like growing up as a
teenage lesbian.  Jackie was very uncomfortable
talking about personal subjects in public places like
restaurants, but she was so fascinated by the young
doctor's tale.
	"By the time I was 16, I knew that I was
different than most of my girlfriends."  Colleen said.
"All they wanted to talk about was boys while my
dreams began to be filled with images of them. I
don't know what I would've done if it wasn't for
Madeline."
	"Madeline?"  Jackie asked.
	"My best friend.  We grew up together." 
Colleen replied.  "One night we pulling an all night
study session.  We were taking a break and the
conversation turned to boys.  I was giving the usual
line about the guys in our classes.  The last thing I
wanted to be was singled out as someone weird."
	Jackie was spellbound, Colleen could've been
talking about her own life.
	"Then out of the blue, Madeline broke down
and said that she wasn't interested in boys. That she
was some sort of freak because all she had dreams
about were all the other girls - me included."  she
continued. "Then she began to cry like a baby over
her admission.  Nothing I could say could stop her
crying.  I felt so bad, at least she had found the
courage to finally say it."
	Colleen took another sip of her drink.
	"Then, for the lack of any other ideas, I
kissed her.  I kissed her as passionately as any guy
kissed a girl, putting years of desire into that one
moment.  Needless to say, we never got back to the
books that night."
	Her mind raced with possibilities as Jackie
compared Colleen's teen years with her own.  She
listened as Colleen explained how she and Madeline
spent first hours, then days exploring their deepest
feelings - finally becoming secret lovers. A
relationship that had lasted until they went away to
different colleges.
	Jackie couldn't help but wonder how her life
might've been different if she and Mary Catherine
had underwent such a catharsis.  Would she be
happier today?
	"Did you come out in high school?  That's
what you call it, right, coming out? "  Jackie asked.
	"No, although I did have a few relationships
in both college and med school, I still pretty much
kept my sexuality low key.  It wasn't hard, people
really didn't expect you to date a lot of guys when
you were a med student."
	"What made you finally come out, if you
don't mind me asking?"  said Jackie, hoping that she
wasn't asking too many questions.
	"Well, it was an incident during my first year
of residency."  she began, obviously more than
happy to relate the episode.  "I'd been scheduled to
have a gynecological exam by one of the senior
residents, a Doctor Owen Ryan.  He was completing
my medical history and was just asking a few
personal questions.
	
	"Are you sexually active, Ms. O'Conner?" 
the 52 year old asked.
	"Yes, I am."  the intern replied.
	"And what form of birth control do you
usually use?"
	"Well, actually..."  she began after a
moments hesitation. "I don't use any form of birth
control."
	"Excuse me."  Dr. Ryan said, looking up
from the folder he was writing in. 
	"I said, I don't use any form of birth control." 
Colleen repeated.
	Dr. Ryan's voice suddenly rose a few octaves
and his next words had an undertone of anger in
them.
	"Young lady...."  he began.
	Colleen cringed.  It'd been her experience
that no statement that had ever began with the
words "young lady" was ever a good one.
	".... I realize that many people your age
consider yourself indestructible.  That things always
happen to someone else, never to them.  Too many
times I've seen even highly educated people like
yourself put themselves into situations that should
never have happened.  It's totally irresponsible that a
woman such as yourself would take such a cavalier
attitude toward her own body.  Do you realize what
an unexpected pregnancy at this point in your life
would do to your career here at Riverside
Memorial?"
	"Doctor, I don't think I really have to worry
about that happening."  Colleen said, now sorry that
she just didn't lie and say she was on the pill or
something.
	"And why might that be?"  he asked, his tone
reflecting indignation.
	"Because I'm a lesbian."  she answered, her
voice strong and firm.

	
	"That was the first time I'd ever said that to
anyone other than a lover."  Colleen said to Jackie,
concluding the anecdote.  "And it signaled a change
in how I looked at myself.  From that day on, I
never made any attempt to hide what I was.  I didn't
march down the hospital quad with a sign saying
"dyke" or take out an ad in the Times or anything
like that. But if anyone asked, I simply said, yes I
am."
	
	At that point, they were interrupted by the
waitress with the check.  Jackie reached for her
pocketbook but Colleen raised her hand.  
	"I invited you, remember."
	Jackie answered with a smile.
	
	"Why don't we head over to my apartment,
its only a few blocks over on Willow."  Colleen
suggested as she left a hefty tip for the waitress. 
"We can continue our conversation there, if you
like?"
	"I'd like that."  Jackie nodded.	
	
	As they walked the few blocks, Jackie
related the story of her own life.  How she wished
she'd had a "Madeline" to confide in.  She told of
how her closest friend had left her husband for
another woman, and how she secretly wished she'd
been that woman.  She even told her about that
dream she kept having, the one with all of her
girlfriends in a lesbian orgy.
	"I've never been into group scenes myself." 
Colleen remarked as they turned the corner onto
Pierpont. "But I have a friend who is always asking
me to join a threesome.  She and her lover are really
into having a third woman join them."
	
	Walking and chatting, Jackie was amazed at
how natural this now felt.  The nervousness she had
felt when confronted by Judy a short hour and a half
was now totally gone.  In fact, if that encounter with
Judy happened tomorrow instead of today, Jackie
was sure her response would be different as well.


	A few blocks later, the two women found
themselves standing in front of a three story
building. A wide stoop led to an open  porch on the
first floor And huge double doors rested at the top
of the stairs.   It was typical of the others on the
street, large windows to let in the sunlight and
wooden shutters in the bottom half of them to
preserve  privacy.
	"You live here?"  Jackie asked, thinking it
was so much larger that the basement apartment she
and Billy occupied.
	"Yes, I do."  Colleen said as she began to
walked up the stoop.  "Top floor."
	"It must be expensive."  the younger woman
said, keeping in mind some of the rents she had seen
when she was browsing on Montague St. Several of
the real estate offices had pictures and prices posted
in the windows.
	"Actually, I own the building."  Colleen said. 
"It seemed so much more practical than renting."
	"Really?"  Jackie asked.  She could only
imagine what a building like this would cost.  With
what Billy and her made together, they couldn't even
come up with a down payment on a fixer-upper.
	

	Before Colleen could reach for the door, it
swung open as two other women stepped out. The
first woman was tall, about 5'9".  Jackie could've
guessed she was about 45 or so.  Short curly red
hair was pinned back by a headband.  She as wearing
a blue blouse and tennis shorts. 
	"Afternoon, Colleen."  she said.
	"Hi, Pamela."  came the smiling reply.
	"Could I speak to you a moment?"  Pam
asked.
	"Sure."  the doctor said. "Excuse me a
minute, ok?"  she said to Jackie.
	"Of course."  Jackie replied.
	The two older women moved to the far end
of the porch and engaged in quiet conversation for a
few minutes.  While this was going on, Jackie
suddenly became away that the second woman was
staring at her.  She hadn't said a word since coming
out of the house and Jackie wasn't sure if she should
start up a conversation. So instead she just smiled.
	The girl was oriental, about 5'4" and very
slim.  The two tennis rackets she carried seemed big
in her hands.  A round pleasant face hid her age. 
She had straight black hair cut so short that it
reminded Jackie of the crewcuts her father had
forced on her brothers every summer while growing
up.  In fact, if not for the small swell of tiny breasts
beneath the simple white T-shirt she wore, Jackie
would've taken the androgynous woman for a
teenage boy.  She couldn't see her eyes behind the
small round dark green sunglasses she wore but
Jackie could feel then on her.  It took a moment for
her to associate the feeling, then it hit her.  It was
the same one she got when one of Billy's friends was
undressing her with his eyes.  Jackie was unsure if
she should be embarrassed or flattered.
		
	".......just stop by my office tomorrow and I'll
take a look at it."  Jackie heard Colleen say as the
two women rejoined them.
	
	Jackie watched as Pam and her friend went
down the steps and started up the block.  Colleen
had to call her attention to the fact that she was
waiting at the open door.
	"Something wrong?"  Colleen asked.
	"Nothing really."  Jackie replied as she
turned around. 
	She took a few steps to catch up to Colleen
then paused and asked.
	"Are those two....I mean are they like....Oh
this is a stupid thing to ask."
	"Are they lesbians like me?"  Colleen
laughed.
	"Well yes."  Jackie said sheeplessly.
	"Actually they are.  Pam and Soo-Ja have
been together for about three years now.  Why do
you ask?"
	"Well, this is really silly."  said the younger
woman.  "But I couldn't help feeling like Soo-Ja was
checking me out."
	"No!"  Colleen said in mock horror.
	"I guess it was kind of a silly idea."  Jackie
grinned.
	"Still...."  Colleen said with a broad smile. 
"You are most definitely worth checking out."
	This time, Jackie's blush showed through her
tan.
	"Does that embarrass you?"  Colleen
inquired.
	"It shouldn't, but I've never really been
checked out by a woman before." 
	"Just take it as the compliment it was
intended as."  said the doctor.
	"Ok."
	
	
	Passing the second floor landing, Colleen
said hi to a much older woman who was coming out
of her own apartment. She was somewhat heavy,
Jackie would've put her weight about 165 lbs, the
same as her Aunt Rose.  Like her Aunt Rose, she
had very large 38dd breasts. 
	"That was Dona."  Colleen said as they
started up the third level as Dona disappeared on her
way to the ground level.  "She lives here with her
lover Gwen.  They've been together for about
twenty years."
	"Is everyone is this building a lesbian?" 
Jackie asked. The idea of older woman spending
their lives together had never even occurred to her. 
	"No, of course not."  Colleen laughed as she
reached her floor.  "There's a darling heterosexual
couple, Mark and Amy who live in 2rear and I have
a young man who lives in the basement apartment
who is most definitely straight.  In fact, he even
asked me out before I explained to him that I wasn't
really interested."
	"I hope that question didn't sound too
strange?"
	"No, I understand.  To you it seems a little
unusual.  To me, it seems perfectly natural.  After
all, outside of Greenwich Village, Brooklyn Heights
probably had the largest concentrations of gays and
lesbians in the city.  It's not like we're having orgies
in our apartments or anything like that."
	Colleen paused for a second and then
corrected herself.  "Well, maybe not all of us. 
Remember I mentioned my friends who are always
looking for a third?"
	Jackie nodded her remembrance.
	"Well, you just met them." she laughed. 
"And if Soo-Ja really liked you, maybe I can get you
an invite to their next party."
	"I don't think I'm ready for that."  Jackie
laughed as well.
	"I was only kidding." 


	With a flourish, Colleen swung open the
door to her apartment.  She stepped back and
motioned for Jackie to precede her.
	"Home sweet home."  she said as her guest
stepped past her. 
	Jackie couldn't help but be impressed.  The
apartment covered the entire top floor of the small
apartment building, taking up the space of any two
below it.  Just the living room alone was bigger than
her entire apartment. 
	"It's beautiful."  Jackie said as she moved
further inside.  
	"I would hope so."  Colleen said as she
closed the door behind them.  "For all the money
and time I've put into it.  Let me take you on a quick
tour."

	Originally, Colleen's apartment had been two
separate apartment.  After buying the building, she'd
had a large accessway, two thirds the length of the
room, cut into the common wall.  Room by room,
she guided Jackie.  The spacious living room with its
oversized L shaped sofa and 52" television. The
double sized  kitchen which like the living room had
be carved from the two smaller apartments.  An
excerise room filled with various equipment and a
library filled with both medical texts and a collection
of science fiction, history and assorted fiction. 
There was also a large bookcase filled with various
videos, both regular and erotic.
	The last room on the tour was the bedroom,
and it quit literally took Jackie's breath away.  The
room was filled with sunlight from a skylight that
measured over six feet across.  Instead of a bed, a
sunken pit occupied the center of the room, filled
with a water mattress and pillows.  The sheets were
shiny red satin.    

	"God, you must be rich!"  Jackie exclaimed.
"To have all this."
	"Not rich, just rather successful."  Colleen
said as she concluded the tour.  "And a good part of
this all still belongs to the bank."
	She led Jackie back to the living room and
said.
	"I'm going to change, I've been in these
clothes since this morning. Why don't you get us
some ice teas or something from the fridge and I'll
meet you out on the deck."  she added, her hand
indicating the double doors on the far end of the
room.
	"Sure."  Jackie said as the doctor
disappeared back into the bed room.   
	
	
	"So this is how the over half lives."  Jackie
thought to herself as she carried two tall ice teas out
through the double doors.
	The deck, turned out to be a rather large
terrace.  It was lined with actual trees set in
oversized barrels, giving the deck a small measure of
privacy.  You could still see down into it from the
upper levels of the huge apartment building down
the block, but from the street it was invisible.
	"Hope I didn't keep you waiting."  Colleen
said as she stepped out into the open air.
	"No, not at all."  Jackie said as she handed
her an ice tea.
	"I couldn't wait to get out of that suit."  the
doctor said as she sat down in one of the lawn
chairs.  "Most days I just throw a lab coat over a
T-shirt and shorts when I go to the office, but I had
to attend a meeting at the hospital this morning."
	And it was a T-shirt and white shorts that
she had changed into.  The shirt was jet black with a
map of the milky way on it.  It had large white
lettering and an arrow pointing to where earth
would be.  It read, "You are here."
	
	"I really have to say I've enjoyed myself
today."  Jackie said as she drained the last of her tea. 
	"I'm glad."  Colleen replied.  "I just wanted
to give you a chance to let some things off your
chest.  Just to let loose a little with no pressure or
anything.  Whatever you decide to do about any
feeling you may or may not have, if will be up to
you."
	"I appreciate that."  Jackie said.  "You know,
I never asked if you had a ...I mean if you lived here
alone."
	"If I had a lover, you mean.  I noticed you
have a little difficulty using that word in polite
conversation.  Many people seem to.  Boyfriend or
girlfriend seems so much safer.  It denotes friendship
without being overly sexual.  Lover on the other
hand is pretty specific.  But to answer your question,
no I don't.  I did live with someone for a few years.
In fact she was the one who helped decorate most of
the apartment.  I was never really any good at things
like that.  Susan loved being the stay at home type."
	"What happened to her."  asked Jackie.
	A sudden pallor fell across Colleen’s
normally cheerful face.  Jackie knew at once she’d
asked the wrong question. 
	"I won't impress you with the medical
terminology, but it fell under the catch all phrase of
brain tumor."  Colleen said, her voice abruptly
reflecting a deep sadness.  "That was the one time in
my life I really hated being a doctor.  I cried every
night because I knew that there was absolutely
nothing any of us could do for her.  I couldn't even
fool myself with the delusion of false hope that some
doctors try to give the families of terminal patients. 
It's been 14 months now."
	"I'm sorry."  Jackie said, hoping that Colleen
understood how much she really ment it.
	"It's ok, if I've learned nothing else as a
doctor it's that you should make the most out of the
time you have.  You only get one chance at it all."
	
	Time. The word suddenly struck Jackie like a
sledgehammer.  Looking up at the clock, she gasped
as she realized that it was already five thirty. She'd
been with Colleen all afternoon.       
	"Omigod, I didn't realize it was so late."  she
exclaimed as she quickly rose from her chair.  "I've
got to get home."
	"Well then lets get you there as fast as we
can."  Colleen replied.  "Would it help if I drove
you, my car is in the garage around the corner.  It
might be faster than the train."
	Jackie thought about it for a moment.  The
way traffic backed up on the Gowanus Expressway
and 3rd and 4th Ave at this time of day, a car
wouldn't be faster at all.  Besides, if anyone saw
Colleen dropping her off, she'd have to explain who
she was.  Identifying her as the doctor she'd gone to
see wouldn't really hold water.  Nothing traveled
faster in her neighborhood than gossip.
	"Thank you, but I think the train will be
quicker this time of day."  Jackie said as she
gathered up her purse.
	"You're probably right."  
	
	Jackie abruptly halted in mid-motion.  What
was she doing?  She'd felt so free this afternoon,
able to enjoy herself for the first time in months. 
Now she was suddenly engulfed by the world she
was trying to escape from. Running back to Billy in
fear that he'd be upset that his dinner wasn't on the
table.  Was this what she wanted?
	"Are you all right?"  Colleen asked as she
saw her stiffen.
	"Yes, I'm ok."  Jackie said, her sense of
clarity quickly returning.  
	"You seemed a little perplexed for a
moment."
	"I was, but I'm ok now." Jackie said.
	"Good, I was worried for a second." Colleen
said.  "I'll walk you to the subway station."
	"That's not necessary."  Jackie said as she
stepped closer. "But, would it be ok, if I kissed you
good-bye?"
	"Of course."  Colleen said with a wide smile.
	
	At first, the kiss Jackie planted on Colleen's
soft lips was like that she would give her sister.  A
light peck denoting tenderness and affection. 
Unable to resist the temptation, she kissed her again
- this time with passion.  Colleen felt the press of her
tongue against her lips and opened to receive it.
Sparks seemed to erupt across her tongue as Jackie
felt it touch that of another woman's for the very
first time.  
	Almost without thinking about it, Jackie
reached up with her hand and cupped Colleen's
naked breast beneath her shirt.  It felt so nice,
bringing another surge of emotion through her. 
Then the reality of what she was doing hit her and
she pulled her hand away.
	Jackie's hand had only gotten a few inches
away when she felt Colleen's hand against her it.
With a soft direction, she guided her hand back to
the doctor's mound.
	"It's ok."  she whispered in Jackie's ear.
	"I...I don't want to leave."  Jackie said
quietly as the fullness of the other woman's breasts
filled her hand.
	"Then don't."  Colleen whispered back.      




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Priorities ....

	A hundred years from now....
	  	 It won't matter how much money I had....
			What kind of house I lived in ....
				Or what kind of car I drove...	

	What will matter is that the world might be a better place...
		Because I was important in the life of a child. 	

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