often say that some element of nature tend to be misleading, because while they may have a flavor, color or very pleasant, lively and delicate, so it may come as a surprise when it happens in any cases, also say that what appears to be harmless actually turns out to be the most dangerous and could cause severe damage or even death itself, this way of life and nature are made of elements that keep us more of a surprise.
Kekes At home we used to vanilla when my parents used to go out on weekends and with my brothers and my cousin got together the tips they gave us (the way to stay to look after the house) and bought the ingredients, baking powder, eggs, brown sugar, prepared flour, cinnamon, milk, butter or margarine and vanilla essence ... This last ingredient was more anxious than of all even more to prove the dough before placing it on the Keker.
When my brothers were in full preparation of the dough, I asked that I do not intrude but ruining the mass Terminais cutting, ie, putting more ingredients needed to prepare, not because it was bad or something, did so confident that after we all sit in front of the couch and eat keke with a glass of soda to see some stripping recontra repeatedly giving the local channels at that time.
once they were in full preparation after classic! Go to the chair and do not put your hand to mass me angry and in retaliation (and total taste) vanilla essence take the table and ran to my room and locked up so that no one will notice ... supposedly was getting a book of difficult concepts (which used to read) or playing with "Matadonte" a plastic dinosaur tragically disappear later ... The vanilla bottle was sealed and with much effort, even opening it with my little teeth, uncover and achieve open when that act of corruption some vanilla essence fell on my pole and something happened ... happily describable sweet and tender aroma began to discard the bottle and the stain on my pole and hugged me and aroma seduced me was rare that only gave me an idea ... try it ... ... have it on my own it was definitely owned by the smell, no doubt, was to be mine, take the lid of the container and pour a little caramel liquid to take it with determination ... I realized that nobody will come to my room and after a children's dance of joy and a semi-religious ritual, pompous that "Matadonte" looked stoically take the cap and drank with all the vanilla lag, so far the scent on my nose kept to seem cute and sweet, seductive and nobody was drinking that contact me from almost orgasmic everything was accomplished.
vanilla essence used to come in these jars in the 90's
But like a dagger traitor my eyes filled with sadness and my mouth with a bitter idea I wanted to eject the liquid as soon as possible they will surely kill me, then everything turned sepia, shouted someone in the kitchen! where is the vanilla scare me, it was late the liquid was inside me, but that flavor traitor had to eject ... I ran toward the bath wash my mouth with toothpaste all possible, I drank lots of water and at the insistence of the scream! where is the essence of vanilla left in terror to my room, take the bottle and shut again, everything seemed upset and terrible, had no desire to dance and the same "Matádonte" seemed to be laughing at my frustration.
... was a traitor kiss Take to the kitchen and leave the bottle on the table with my face very sad, as my brother scolded me "! to which you brought the essence? went out in silence to the room to see the movie repeating almost the tenth time in a local channel, I sat silent, exhausted, disappointed, spent a few hours before the flavor is out of my mouth, given before everything went white and black bend my head on his chest (rendered ) and the smell penetrated my nostrils, was the clam on my pole is impregnated, seduced me, hugged me, I drew a charming sweet smile again ... miesteriosamente stubbornly ...
... mmm ... traitor who had that kiss you draw on my face every time I feel the smell of vanilla, sometimes I try it again locked emulating my old children's dance, but am familiar with the results now it comes down to that feeling that tickles my tongue and now he moves to the image of a woman.
and then everything is enclosed in mysterious unknown images. 
