Dr. Mallard was concerned about my amnesia. He was seriously thinking of bringing in a brain specialist and considering placing me in the psych ward.I...had a lot of talking to do.Okay, so I embellished a lot of details, but I only had sketchy information to work from. I told the doctor about my first period, where it had happened, and how I had freaked over it. I even told him about my first kiss, and how I couldn't understand the big deal. Playing with the material that Einstein and Cathy had. “Isn’t unfair making you stand in your underwear and I am still wearing my pants?” he said and started unzipping his pant. I covered my face with my hands.Within no time, he got out of his pant and pulled me to sit on the bench. He took my hands on his dick and started rubbing , asking me if I liked it. I remained silent for a while and then said, “Vicky, please, leave me now. I am begging you now”.Vicky: Alright, one last thing. Get on your knees and satisfy me (pointing at his penis)Me: No. The idea is that certain celebrities will be drawn to certain stats. Some celebrities will like a man who is kinky, while for others it will be a turn-off. Likewise some women want a nice guy with high 'Honour' who will treat them right. Finally, the Notoriety stat is used to track how well-known you are. Some women won't deign to fuck anyone who isn't also famous, others love having sex with strangers. Hopefully that improves the experience. I thought it would be a cool idea. It might take me. I'm getting better at doing it for him. I didn't scrape my teeth once tonight. Mark told me that from now on, I should not wear any underpants on our dates. Sometimes when I come back from a date with him, my insides are going round and round and I end up laying in bed for several hours before I can get to sleep. I want to ask Pam about that, but I don't want her to know what Mark and I have been doing.April 8Another date with Mark, but what a difference. Tonight, instead of just playing with.