I looked for divine intervention, but there were no signs from Heaven and there was no one but me. I knew I had to do something. I ran into the locker...room and into a scene from a bad B movie. The locker room was filled with girls in various states of undress, from completely naked to almost dressed. In the middle was a group of girls yelling and screaming. I rushed over to find two girls, hands in each other's hair, clawing, slapping, and cursing each other. It was a real cat fight. I hadn't. .. well, maybe a requirement. We have three nights left..." ... and you want each of these girls again," filled in Jake."No," I corrected. "I want all three girls all three nights."Four surprised faces looked at me. The girls looked at each other then stared at me.Jake's face finally broke into a grin and he said, "We can't do that!" Why not?" It's not how we do things." So what?" Shouldn't someone else get to fuck Ashley or Lauren tonight?"I noticed he didn't say Jessica. He'd consider giving. Slowing to a crawl, the taxi slaloms its way to the old shack at the end.Pulling up close to the crumbling wooden door Rob gets out, pays the taxi and watches it snake its way back up the dirt road. Rapping on the door, half expecting it to fall off its hinges, he waits for an answer. With an eerie creak that would not have gone amiss in an old horror flick, the door slides open. What emerged looked like a love child between Dr Frankenstein's Egor and The Hunchback of Notre Dame. As she. I'm sorry to tell you this, but ... the tests are not hopeful." Tests...? I don't remember tests. In fact ... 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...?.