Every month, at the time of the full moon, she would go away at dusk and not return until daybreak, exhausted. She insisted on doing this and never wi...h an explanation. She just said, “Trust me and love me.” I did and she seemed to really appreciate that.Finally, I couldn’t stand not knowing any more. I followed her as she drove away and she went to the next town and pulled into the parking lot of a hotel that had a bar. I slipped in and hid away in the darkest corner I could find. I shared a. ”“Its obvious you have some form of amnesia, but I’m not surprised you remember non-personal stuff. It means that there are some things that your mind still remembers.” ‘Maybe she isn’t retaining those memories, maybe those memories have been put in her mind.’I looked around the kitchen. “Try to name as many things as you can. The mental stimulation might bring some memories back.”She began looking around the kitchen and naming everything she saw, but still no memories appeared in her head.. I notice her ears have a couple of studs in them. I caress her checks and draw in her face. I love her freckles, her button nose and those dimples are to die for.She moves her hands all over my shirt and works her way down to my pants. It has been a long time since anyone touched me down there. I was about ready to explode, and she had not even touched me yet. She starts to rub my cock through my pants and look at me with inquisitive eyes as if asking if this was ok. I nod yes, and she starts. You want a man who will beg you to take him over your knees while you spank his ass to redness.So you want a slave, but how do you get one? Well, you could dump the man you have and advertise in the alternative newspapers and on the internet. But what would you get? A wimp, a slob, a diseased pervert? A homicidal maniac? Who knows what's out there.Be sensible! You've already got a man that appeals to you. You wouldn't be having sex with your husband or lover if you didn't find him appealing..