Abhishek (with his girlfriend) and I saw each other in the club at our decided spots. While having a good time, Abhishek was supposed to slip outside ...he club and meet me at the place where he had seen his cheating girlfriend having sex with another guy.First, it was I who had slipped outside the club waiting for him. Then, it was Abhishek’s turn to slip through the crowd. When he met me, he said that he had seen his girlfriend follow him. We stood in an embracing position to welcome Abhishek’s. But even with full schedules, our ‘baby-making’ practice remained hot, heavy, and often. We were up to two or more times a day.It’s hard to explain how much we loved each other. Most people don’t have a spouse that was their lifemate from the time they were toddlers. I knew marriage was the binding of two into one, but Beth and I grew up that way. Have you ever seen two trees planted so close together that they became one as they grew? That was as close to an accurate description as I could. "Okay Joe, get on your hands and knees just like how I was. It's my turn to sit in the chair." Joe had long since grasped the severity of his new Mistress. "Oh yes Mistress Colette, anything You ask." he said playing along with the rhythm of our game. Joe got on his hands and knees in anticipation. I grabbed some lubricant from the bedside table and started working it into his ass lovingly, as though he were Colette herself. "That feels so good." he said. "Well I. “I don’t know how to release the block and still stop them from moving on their own,” he said.“Fuck!” I rasped. “Shit, shit, shit!”“I’ve never heard you say things like that,” he said.“I’ll confess later. This could be real trouble.”“I can try something I’ve been thinking about, but I’ve never done it before.”“What?”“I think I know where short term memory is stored,” he said. “If I disrupt the neurons there, they might not remember us.”“You think. They might not,” I said. “Gee. What could go.