His dad looked at him. "Son, you're seventeen years old, and you don't know what a Jew is? What do they teach you kids these days?" Norm said, "Sorry....Jeeze" His dad looked across the kitchen at his wife. "Do you believe this?" "Well?" Norm said. "Or do you even know?" His Dad said, “They’re a race.” His Mom rinsed the dish she was washing and turned, saying, “No they’re not. It’s a religion. Negro is a race. You can become a Jew, but you can’t become a Negro.” His Dad said, “Well, yeah.". I went home for spring break only to find Conner there and the house a mess.He looked terrible his body thin and dirty like he hasn't showered in over a month his dark eyes were bloodshot and puffy like he had been crying a lot. I was freaked out by his appearance.I mean here was my brother who was tall dark and handsome looking like a terminally ill patient pale and weak. I took him to my place and made him get cleaned and fed.He just stood under the spray as the grime flowed off him as I. I asked ‘Fred is this room sound proofed?’“It will be shortly why?”‘Have heard Barb’s siren song?’“Yes, so?”‘Have you heard it from less than 3 feet away? If not then I would suggest you go visit somebody upstairs right now.’“Bye Bob”Once down to her soaked panties, she slowly rolled them down her long legs and twirled them around her finger and launched them at me. I caught them and put the gusset into my mouth and sucked them dry and threw them at the door; they stuck.Barbara crooked a finger. I was speechless. Growing up that was never a subject discussed so I didn't really feel anyway. I just told her ok, and started to brush my teeth as she took her shower.Later that night after everyone was asleep I asked grace if she ever did anything sexual with another girl and how did it feel. She told me that sex with a girl is really good because she knows what to do to make you feel good because it's the same things that makes her feel good too. She reached over to me and stroked the side.