He knew something was seriously wrong when Sarah Jane got into his car. Her eyes were red – she’d obviously been crying – and when she saw Jim s...e dove into his arms and immediately began sobbing.“Sarah Jane. Sarah Jane? What’s wrong baby?”Silence except for her sobs. He held her shaking body -- he couldn’t think of anything else he could do at the moment. He kissed the top of her head.“What’s wrong?”“F-f-f-f-father got transferred back to England. We leave on Friday morning.”The world stopped. This is memory, and why sometimes it’s difficult to recall an event. As we age, as we accumulate more and more memories, and as memories become more complex, it becomes more time consuming for the brain to recall where a memory resides. ‘When you recall an event, you do so without external sensory interpretation precisely because of this encoding mechanism. In fact, as long as these biochemical chains remain intact, memory remains intact. If the chains breakdown, as we suspect may be the case. Roxy was moaning loudly with each deep thrust. After about 15 minutes the woman stopped and called her husband back round. As he climbed up into the wagon he saw how wide Roxy's gaping arsehole was and couldn't resist giving her a good fucking. He pounded deep inside her in one push. It didn't take much fucking before he cum deep inside her. As Roxy climbed out of the wagon Phil was there once again. He used her panties once again to collect the drivers cum which was leaking out of Roxy's. She closed her trunk, looks back over at me with a smile and shook her head.I kneeled down placing the lock onto the chain at the bottom of the door on the bus. Megan backs from her parking spot over to me and rolls down her window. You looking at my ass man she says with a giggle. Umm yea I responded. It's quite nice, very nice I said. She looked away pondering for an instance and came back with, what would you do with it? Pretty much stunned I replied "whatever you would like."Megan placed.