"The wonder spice, Doctor," Perry said. The itchiness that began when he tried on the garments slowly subsided. "There was an old joke that you can ma...ke anything better with cinnamon on it. Cinnamon coffee. Cinnamon bread. Cinnamon roast beef. That kind of thing."Richard pried at the lid with his fingers until it clicked open. Inside the metal-sheathed container was an engraved handle, much like the hilt of a sword."Let me see that. What is it?" There's some kind of writing, I think. Definitely. So when mom calm down, they talked to us in the living room how bad to be touching each other. I said quiet, Helen spoke up and said she was gay. Mom’s face was pail. They looked at me and asked if I was gay. I told them no. They asking if I was, because of what they saw, and I told them no multiple times. Helen told them about Sandy and mom was upset but later was ok with it.Two years past, I was 15 and Helen was 16. Helen had sex with men and woman and got knocked up by one of the guys she. ”Freeing one leg from my tight grasp, I brought two fingers to her now frothy entrance and quickly entered her. I began to thrust my thick fingers in and out of her, and my tongue relentlessly thrashed on her quivering clit. Her whole body squirmed under the double assault and her pelvis gyrated to match the rhythm of my mouth and hand. It was only a matter of seconds before she grabbed my hair with both hands, violently shaking as her climax erupted, contracting around my fingers and. And we succeeded. The frat party was what youd expect. Drinking games, beer everywhere, dancing, drunk girls, drunker guys, the whole deal. A few different guys grinded on me. A lot of them were actually really cute. I guess I was attracting some attention since I was the only black girl there, which was kind of cool. The night wore on, Tay and I kept drinking and dancing until we both decided it was time to walk home. We were pretty drunk and we hadnt sobered up a bit by the time we got to the.