Patti in her negligee is beautiful. There is a glow about her. George sets down the wine and glasses on the side table and steps to kiss her deeply.R...nning his hands up and down her back and squeezing her ass cheeks, realizing she has no underwear on at all. Coming apart some, George starts to fumble with his buttons to take his shirt off. Pattie joins him, and soon his shirt is discarded, and his undershirt quickly following.Patti runs her hands over his chest. Yes, the hair is grey now. Though I was barely conscious of anything but the ecstasy roaring through me, and the squirts of man seed that kept gushing from my dick as I continued to thrust - I could just make out a clenching within my brunette's womanhood; That seemed to repeat, and match my thrusts. She must have been cumming with me. If one can be blinded by pleasure; I felt like I would be at that moment. The crowd was roaring it's approval as I gave some final, coasting thrusts. I was sure from the sheer feel of it. I live in what I think is my mom's house, but I'm not quite sure. Any pictures you would expect to be there are missing, any notebooks you would think I had aren't there. It feels like any evidence someone grew up here vanished. This would be a nonissue, if it weren't for the fact I cannot remember anything about myself except my name.I'm feeling very frustrated. Over the last few days, I've been trying to remember anything about who I am, where I am, anything. I've seen a couple of things. ...........................................................Half way through the first week I got a call in the kitchen to rush some sweetened orange juice to one of the rooms as there was a diabetic there having a turn. I was a bit confused because even though this was a country hospital surely they had insulin or whatever other meds and equipment they needed. I didn’t waste time though; I grabbed a fresh bottle from the cool room and a clean glass and raced down the hall. When I got there the.