If she knew everyone else knew, there was no telling what the poor girl might do. So everyone, especially boys, avoided Helen like the plague and no o...e mentioned the matter to her either. Helen was completely in the dark and things were about to get much darker for her.Candy's latest lie about Helen was that she had HIV/AIDS and, because of previous bouts of other STDs, had memory lapses and failed to take her drugs periodically which made even casual contact with her a danger of contagion.. Sitting there, in the burned out shell of your old house, you can't help but fall into the memories of that terrible night...Six years ago...Flames burned the night sky red as your father harshly pulled you through the flocks of panicking neighbors - houses were burning, some already collapsing upon themselves, screams rang shrill throughout the night.BOOM!Debris rained down from the sky as your father shoved you under a smoldering overhang of timber, trying to avoid the storm of broken metal. He described it as opening the window on their world, watching them awhile, then slamming the window and quickly writing what he saw. Their flaws appeared in the story, just as they should. It's an amazing concept. I began to wonder if I had any rich characters in me.Late May 2006, I felt someone inside wanting to tell a story. While I'd normally ignore it, I felt the need to leave a door open so that character could walk out, or I could walk into his world. I had one more chance to ignore him,. Your full of cum ''''oh fuck im not done, you little pussy is mine now''getting me legs up looking at him fuck me , saying i feel like a pussy , full of his load taking him easy''you just love it too much slut, ill be fucking you all the time''i was with my parent this weekend it had been a week since mike fuck me my door knock and just like that my landlord told my parent he needed help moving a washing machine i was help in the loby and he opened the door at the end of the hallwayin the dim.