Chapter 208: Sissy Guilbeau, 14, Cum Bracelet...

The previous year it had been cinnamon toothpicks — a fad that swept through the two elementary schools. Toothpicks dipped in cinnamon oil and savored during class. The aroma permeated classroom after classroom.

And, the sperm-test would turn out to have legs as well. Kate had sent her team — Amy Lejeune, Ray-Ray Fontenot, and Darlene Pellerin door-to-door to show each mother the film clip of her son jacking off into a wide-mouthed specimen jar.

Kate didn’t expect to have the success that Ray-Ray had enjoyed with Rosie Lambert — that was an outlier. An unexpected stroke of luck.

But she told her team, “Try to sit down with each mother — make sure she watches her son shoot off.”

It was a lot of legwork, but for a worthy cause. There were a handful of moms who simply flat-out refused to even let them in the door — but they represented a small minority.

After the first few house calls, word had spread through the grapevine. Many mothers were bemused, several openly curious, a handful laughed delightedly.

Watching such an intimate scene was merely a baby step in the process. But each interaction — no matter how incremental — contributed to the ‘normalization’ of how mothers were starting to think about their sons.

And what about those boys, those sperm-test lads?

Of course all of Sausalito knew of the tests, and of the video clips. So, in a small-town way, they were enjoying their 15-minutes. They were minor celebrities, at least for a while. And the nickname — the Cum Boys — stuck.

It certainly wasn’t derogatory — if anything, it was said with fondness. Many a mom would wink and say, ‘How’s my little Cum Boy this fine morning?”

While the initial round of tests had been limited to high school students, the entire school system was abuzz with the news of the video clips. But there was an intriguing sub-current of discussion among the girls.

Why had they been left out? Sure, they couldn’t shoot sperm, but they had genitals too. In fact, Kate had initially planned to have Amy Lejeune conduct vaginal exams as well. Show those 14-year-old crumpets getting fingered on their own film clips.

But Kate realized that that was a more sensitive issue — some fathers might well get up in arms. And, doing just boys was straightforward. A sperm test — if you didn’t think about it too much — sort of made sense.

Kate planned to start including girls in the second, maybe the third year. Once the first rounds had been completed, no one would be surprised that it was an annual event. Like the Senior Prom or the Jack-Off Contest.

Kate’s team of three video distributors split up for maximum efficiency. Darlene and Ray-Ray had more experience in interviewing mothers than Amy did. But she wore her nurse’s uniform and cap — and that lent an air of legitimacy to the process.

They also had a sidebar assignment — to make sure that each of the Cum Boys had his own film clip. It was an abbreviated version — just 15 seconds or so. It showed each boy from the moment of his first spurt to the last.

The message to the boys: “Show this at school. Send it to all your friends. Especially girls.”

Within days, hundreds of copies were coursing through Sausalito High and John Lee Hooker. Because over 100 boys were forwarding clips — If there was a single student who hadn’t watched at least one Cum Boy — well, she was the exception.

One of the most avid viewers was Sissy Guilbeau —a 14-year-old middle school student. For the fun of it, she started collecting Cum Boy videos — she had 22 after only the first day.

But Sissy was also frustrated. She told her mother, “It jess isn’t fair — we should have our own fucking tapes. It’s like pussies aren’t as important as cocks.”

Her mom — a live wire named Priscilla — agreed. “I’m going to ask Kate about it — it does seem discriminatory.”

As it turned out, Priss wasn’t the only mother who approached Kate. Who, of course was delighted at the rising tide. She couldn’t have orchestrated it any better herself. Mothers lobbying to have their daughters filmed in the nude.

She consulted with Eulalie, and they concocted an on-the-fly plan. Amy Lejeune would conduct voluntary vaginal exams on all 14-year-old girls whose mothers accompanied them to Miss Kitty’s for an early morning session. To be fair to the girls, Ray-Ray would tape them too. With a smiling mom in the background.

Kate added a stipulation — just because she could. Each girl had to have a freshly-bald pussy for the video. Did any of the mothers object? Zero. Nada. Nil.

Those before-school exams were festive affairs. First, every mother/daughter pair was there voluntarily. Second, it was conducted on the stage at Miss Kitty’s, which added a sense of naughtiness. And because the sessions weren’t on school property, there was a vague feeling of freedom, of ‘hey, this is fun!’

Many of the girls were still virgins, so Amy was always gentle. But there was no pretense that the exam was remotely related to health care. Amy didn’t wear a glove — bare fingers on bare pussy.