"Ayala, please help me." I gulped, gulped again, and almost broke down again.She raised me up and hugged me tightly. Somehow, with her help, I got mys...lf under control.Ayala stroked my back gently and held me. When I relaxed, I knew I was where all loved me.She unwrapped her arms and I stood for myself."Come. Let me teach you the way to serenity."Ayala released our cuffs and led us through a series of what she called, "Forms," My sisters, copying her, did them as liquid motion in water. I. But since he had the biggest collection he could be. I called him first because he had the best stuff and I could determine how good my books were by how he reacted. I had looked at the two hardcore magazines enough now that the newness had worn off. I was ready for something fresh. I showed him the two magazines and his eyes bugged out. He liked one of them much more than the other. It had a interracial couple in it. Most of the books we had were just white girls. This girl was black. No one. ’ Her words were punctuated by a kiss. ‘Being in love is funny. It makes me feel so complete, to be in love with you and have you close. But when I think of all the years ahead of us, sometimes I worry about the possibility of something coming between us in all that time, and that makes me sick to my stomach.’ ‘Then let’s just agree right now that we’re together forever. We’re a good pair, both smart but with different talents. As long as we’re together we can face up to any obstacle, and we’ve. Monica then asked me a question that totally shocked me.She wanted to know her mother's favorite sexual position; telling me that she want to have sex with me like that right now. I looked her in the eyes and stood up, telling her I needed to get a toy that her mother liked when she wanted to feel completely filled. With that I went to her mothers room and took a ten-inch purple vibrating dildo from the top of her closet. When I turned around, Monica was standing before me unbuttoning her.