happened Jerry would just sit and think a couple of days and then come up with something real gay and kicky. I guess he's just about the most charming faggot I know. You can't beat him for imagination. The last time it had got hot he thought for two days and came up with a dilly, and that was the hot season we went to all the outlying towns as deaf mutes. That was really a dilly. They were all mad for a deaf mute. We fluttered our hands at each other and looked at everybody real big eyed and simple and appealing, and it just drove them crazy, including gorgeous tricks that wouldn't normally have looked at your old mothers even in a dim light.

Well, this time Jerry thought real hard for three days. Then he had Wanda make up these two nun outfits. Wanda is his mother, a retired costume seamstress, wise of couse, mad for making drag, and she really threw herself into these two numbers, said it was something she could really get her teeth into. She really did them up brown, all authentic like. So then every weekend Jerry and I got in that mad drag and rode the streetcars all over town. Mary, but it was lovely, all the men popping up to give you their seats, those gorgeous Irish cops escorting you across the street.

Then the damndest thing happened. We were between transfers one Sunday morning, and I looks up and there we are passing a great big Catholic church and a million people were pouring out and coming down the steps toward us, and at the top was a real priest looking our way. I muttered, step on it Geraldine. She takes one look and we duck our heads and speed up and wham, we bump smack into this couple, and here it was Wally Wallwallski with this little old lady that must have been his mother. She was straightening her hat and apologizing to the Sisters, and us sisters were staring openmouthed at Wally, we were that surprised, and Wally was staring at us with the most puzzled look I've ever seen on anybody's face. Then out of the corner of my eye I see the priest coming down to us, and I grabs Geraldine's arm and off we flew. Two blocks down I glance back and Wally and his mother and the priest were still there, staring after us.

Mary, but I thought we'd split a gut laughing when we got to Jerry's. Wanda had martinis waiting for us, and I thought she'd split a gut, too.

Well, so that is what brought Wally Wallwallski to mind.

And now here I am at the end, and like I said at the beginning, I've never written a story before if this is a story. And now that I'm here at the end I'm pretty sure it isn't a story cause I see now I got no ending. I mean, wham, and here I am like a potted plant. So I showed it to Geraldine cause she's so clever, and she says oh you dumb queen, Karlotta, of course you got no ending cause you got no plot, just stuff it cause nobody's going to print it, nobody writes gay like that, those gay words aren't even in any dictionary. And you know, I looked in the dictionary and sure enough she was right, they aren't. But we talk like that, I says, all my life I've talked with queens all over the country like that, how come it's not in the dictionary. I tell you what, says she, first you write a queen's dictionary, you just do that little thing, that won't tax your brain cause you won't have to have an ending, all you got to do is get through Z. Now, says I, let's not get nasty. Thank God, says she, you're dumb so nobody will print it cause you made me out an awful bitch. Mercy, says I real sweet like, I thought I was complimentary, I could have put in about your vag-lewd stir. And bitch screams she and bitch screams me and Mary, the fur flew and we haven't spoken since, and I thought what the hell, I'll never show her the rejection slip, it'll worry her so much all her dyed hair will fall out. She's such a bitch.

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