38 revolver?" I asked."Yes, how do you load it?" he asked.I explained how to load a revolver in detail. "So somethings are gone and some aren't," I su...gested."Yes, but almost nothing new gets written into your long term memory. You are like a computer without a hard drive. You short term memory works pretty well. If you asked for pizza in a restaurant, you would know if they brought you a donut by mistake. The next day you probably wouldn't remember that you had pizza the day before." I. Pushing my fingers inside Mom’s jeans and letting them feel the top of her panties was actually something she might experience in a real search but that wasn’t the point. The point was, did Mom feel I had transgressed the appropriate boundary, the one she was comfortable with? Her lack of acknowledgement of my presence made me feel she did, and I felt guilty and ashamed. The feeling only got worse when Mom ignored me for the rest of the evening and didn’t even say goodnight. She just went. It was dark and spooky in there, but I was so horny that I didn’t care. All I could think about was having his cock in my mouth again. We walked far enough into the woods that our cars were no longer in sight. He stopped and I got to my knees and took him in my mouth again. He had gone soft, but not for long. I stroked him with my tongue until he was fully erect and once again fucked my face with full f***e. After several minutes of it he pulled out of my mouth stroking his cock in my face. I. "Let's get this over with," he said, getting back into character. "The sooner I can get out of these stupid heels and stockings, the better." Now you really are starting to sound like a woman," I teased him. "Ah, they have a Talbot's. Let's try our luck there first." What are you going to wear Tuesday night?" he asked me as we walked through the mall."Hmmm...I hadn't really thought about it. Just a dress, I guess." That's so helpful." Don't worry, I'll help you find something. What do you feel.