I started rolling themin my fingers and put my lips on them she instantly let outa gasp and pulled my head in closer to her as this was goingon she un...uckled my pants and slid her hand down to my hard-onas soon as she grabbed it i thought i was going to cum rightthere.. i really don't know why i didn't her handfelt so soft and smooth she slowly started stroking me,god it felt good i unbuttoned her jeans and slid my handsdown around her ass pulling her into me. we made our way tothe back bedroom. Theoretically I would learn it at a record pace, because I would be making and using new neural connections to the implanted knowledge instead of learning it from scratch. If the process worked correctly, it would be like refreshing my mind on a subject I already knew thoroughly.Supposedly this can also be done with physical skills like typing or martial arts or juggling, though whether or not so-called 'muscle memory' could also be included was uncertain. It's a little iffy when adding it to a. -HMT I remember it all like it just happened yesterday. It was a sunny afternoon, and I was bored sitting at home. I didn’t really have any money for gas to put into my ’72 pickup truck, and decided I needed some exercise anyway, so I started to walk up town. I used to do that all the time. I’d just walk forever it seemed sometimes, but I was young and full of energy. I didn’t mind the walks because they let me do a lot of thinking and cleared my head. After awhile, I guess I just got used to. "I whipped around at these words and stared at him," 'small' which part of this issmall for you? my reaction or your mistake?small were my feelings when youwouldn't touch me..small was my pain when you said i didn't look good in blue..small was when i let you go for the world and you rewerd me by cheating.Thankyou so much,alexander james carstairs!You never let me touch you....you left mealone! with my sexual tension . what can I do?"he looked like he was being punched in his chest repeatedly..