"Why do we collect memories?" Al queried. "Is it just the act of collecting memories, or is it something more? I am over thirteen billion years old. A...l you know is your experience with this host, on this world. Can you visualize what a billion is? A billion seconds ago was 1959, on this world. A billion minutes ago, the human that inspired the Christian religion was alive. A billion hours ago, humans were still living in the stone age." He paused, before saying, "A billion years ago, I was. "I glared at her until dad said, "Don't you dare look at your mother like that! You aren't too old to take over my knee!"I looked down at my plate. But I said, "I am not a slut! I don't dress like a nun. That doesn't make me a slut."Dad glowered at me for a moment and said, "Go to your room. I can't deal with you anymore today. I had to take a day off without pay to take you to court. I wasted half a day sitting on my ass. And all we get from you is lip. I swear. I don't know where we went. She looked so beautiful yet so vulnerable there. I simply wanted to cuddle her, but settled for rubbing soap onto her shoulders and tracing patterns in the suds on her shoulders, and onto her neck and arms. The touch of her soft skin dispelled any doubts I may have had. The bulge in my pants was massive, but I was afraid to slip my hands beneath the surface of the water to discover her body further. I took heart from the way she seemed to be relaxed beneath my touch.. Probably not a good idea, pal. ““Well, you want to get that monster dick back in action soon, dude. Haha, Karen would fucking love it!” He saidKaren was Paul’s wife, she was younger than us, short with big tits. “I’d ruin her for you though mate!” I joked.The night wore on and we moved through a few more bars, drinking in each. We decided to end the night by going to the Roxy nightclub. It was there that I noticed Helen and Hannah again. As I stood at the bar, Hannah came over. Being drunker.