Utterly forlorn, she looked in the direction indicated by the cat before his disappearing act. To her amazement, a yellow-bricked road led away and up...ards until it was obscured by the curve of the mountain."Oh great!" She said to herself. "And I am supposed to be Dorothy I guess?" The question was rhetorical and directed at the space recently vacated by the cat."If the cap fits, you won't need a condom and pessories." It was just as well the cat had winked out, because she would have kicked. ‘Well, there is a spot on your lungs,’ he said. ‘Actually several!’ I looked right at him, there was sadness, almost defeat in his eyes. ‘How bad?’ I asked. ‘Well, it is past operating.’ He said flatly. ‘But there are a number of things we can try.’ He went through the options, I didn’t like any of them. I would be very ill from the treatments, but there was a ‘chance’, he told me. ‘What kind of chance?’ I asked him. ‘Maybe 10%, that depends a lot on you!’ ‘And if I do nothing?’ I asked. ‘You. "Marianne grinned. "You do get a little noisy, Karen. I did hear a happy scream last night."Karen blushed. She slowly said, "I enjoy 'all' aspects of being married to Brad. We have spent a lot of time where people couldn't hear us. I will have to learn to scream more quietly." She grinned broadly. "But I will scream!"I looked at her. "Where is the girl who was so worried about her reputation?" She's married and very sensuously happy with her husband. I have a license to scream."We all laughed. Right, but Jessie could well be Ms. Right. I don’t yet know.”“Jessie?”“What she said. I accepted a date with you because you were a gentleman and treated me right, but I’m still not sure which way I’m going to go. I’m certainly bisexual; I’m not yet sure I’m a lesbian. Laura’s such a great friend that I’d like her to always be in my life, but hey, we’ve got two years of college still to go. I can see us going round as a lesbian couple to stop us being hit on so often, but with our study load,.