"Jake starts his review of the five printed pages; Peanut has more copies which he hands to Mark and Sil. Jake asks for a highlighter. He starts marki...g various addresses. Mark is now doing the same thing. Me? I haven't got the foggiest, so I can't contribute. Sil reviewed the five pages and also asked for a marker. This may go better than I thought. Skip and I refresh our coffees.It takes the better part of an hour to eliminate about three pages of addresses, many were residential houses in. . I don't remember anything. I ... I don't even remember my name." Yes, I know," I said with a feigned tone of concern. "You have amnesia ... and the tests that we've been running tell us that you will likely never recover your long term memories." I'll never remember who I was...?"I shook my head."But ... the people who know and love me ... they can help, right? Tell me about my past...? Help me to remember...? Will that trigger old mem--" There are no people to trigger anything," I cut in.. It was at this point that one of the weaker willed members of the class broke down into tears, yelling "It's just not fair! He was so young!" While usually in this situation, this act and shout would have attracted sceptical glances and questions related to sanity, everyone was simply too sick with worry to find such an action out of the ordinary. All but one of the hardened, and quite obviously emotionally stable adolescents were in some state of teary reflection, varying between a quiet,. Without being invited she dropped to her knees and pulled my pants down so that my dick sprang up hitting her under the chin. She shot backwards, gasped and said Wow thats beautiful and much bigger than I expected, can I t— . I think she was going to say touch it but her enthusiasm got the better of her and she wrapped her hand around my shaft and gently fondled it. I was in heaven and thought I was going to blow it there and then and I struggled hard to keep myself under control. I remembered.