"Do I know her?" Yes Dad, she's our neighbor and my best friend. You've met her." I'm sure I have, I'm having problems remembering some things," he sa...d,wistfully.I guess dad was, since he forgot who I really was, his son Mark, and whyhad he remembered Amanda? Dad's doctor entered the room and smiled whenhe saw me."Well, you must be Amanda?" he asked."Yes." Your father hasn't stopped talking about you ever since your mother saidshe would bring you here today. I must say you're just as beautiful. They break apart after awhile and he pulls off her pants and socks. She pulls off his socks and pants too. She lays back down on top of him and their tongues find each other again. She can feel his growing erection against her hip as they make out. She sits up and ever so slowly undoes her bra and throws it off to the side. He leans up taking them in his hands and starts to massage them slowly. Finally taking one into his mouth and starts to tease her by licking and sucking on her nipple while. "And it turned you on? And it made you horny?" I nodded a yes and she stepped out of her skirt, "Show me. Show me how hard you are."The sex was incredible. Knowing that men had been looking at her most intimate parts had fired both of us up and we fucked more that night than we had in the previous month. In the morning Bett said, "You want me to do it again?" What? Make love or give me a blow job?" That to, but should I go down to the casino dressed like I was last night with all the buttons. Ryan then looked at all three of his friends."Ok, who wants to start telling the story about this ghost town?" asked Ryan.They all looked at Hector."Hector, since you are the smart one here, why don't you tell us!" winked Leo.Hector sipped his beer can and then started.They all knew the story roughly, which was why they had planned for this trip in the first place. The telling of the story was to remind them again what the story of the town was about. The purpose of telling the story inside.