Then as I was dealing with a client my short term memory went completely blank. I knew who I was, where I was, what I had just done. I felt mentally s...arp, other than the fact that I had absolutely no clue what I was supposed to do. I mean white piece of paper blank, blank mental field, oh shit blank. I had to apologize to my client and tell them I had a condition that affects my memory and ask for their help to figure out what I was supposed to be doing for them. As I sometimes handle accounts. It hit her like a tidal wave and left her struggling to breathe.Before she knew where she was she was gushing out apology after apology and begging him through the tears and half-choked sobs to please forgive her for being so greedy and selfish. He?d wanted her to save herself for him, mind as well as body, so it would be all the more special when finally they could be together but she?d been so wrapped up in her own needs and desires and hadn?t seen it as anything other than a challenge to be. It's sickening taste of natural yoghurt makes me retch once again, more so as this stuff continues to ooze and seep into my mouth. "Now swallow it!" My head is released so that I can sit up and try to ingest this loathsome slime. The tears streaming down my face and inconsolable sobbing worsens my retching until the thick fluid turns watery enough to swallow. Thereupon the man in the middle seat in front of me, turns back round, stands and pulls his trousers up and hastily scurries back along. My hand is touching your breast they are so nice and big and your nipples are so hard. My hand is holding your tits rubbing them gently and squeezing a little on your hard nipple. I hear your breathing going a little heavier. My hand slides downwards over your waist and under the water between your legs. I stop for a moment and you open your legs a little. My hand softly touches the heaven between your legs. You moan and lay backwards and I start to rub your pussy. One finger going a little.