He put down his toolbag in front of the radiator and turned to smile at Lotte, who blushed, as she was rather a shy young girl."I'm desperate to go to...the toilet first," said the man.Lotte blushed even deeper, as she pointed at the hallway. "First door on the left," she said.A few minutes later, he returned, but Lotte noticed that he seemed to have forgotten to put away his willy. It was hanging out of his jeans, and it flopped from side to side as he walked towards her.She gasped and pointed. There were holes in my recollections like an apple gnawed on by a worm. I knew sparring made me horny. We must have fucked or made love afterwards, and yet I could only remember crossing blades with him.What had Kevin done to hurt me? What made me so angry I would want to forget our relationship? Was my relationship with Sophia equally doomed? Could I really love anyone if I could excise them out of my mind?I pushed aside my doubts. I loved Sophia. I had to believe I wouldn't sabotage our. She had married too early in life,at 19. Fortunately she had chosen well. Her husband, Rick, was more interested in his Rugby and Golf pals, but was comfortably well-off. His small inheritance removed any fear that he, or she, would ever need money but she needed her own life. As Ricks interests focussed more on the lads, she found herself doing more of the girlie things with her own mates, clubbing, parties, getting drunk, gambling and eventually, screwing around. A chance encounter with an. Katie then said to me, "Tim, your girlfriend is an idiot for arguing with you. Your a really nice guy and it was so thoughtful taking me to college today." I replied, "No problem, it was raining and I didn't want you to get all wet". Katie laughed and said, "Wow your definitely not like other guys!". I realised what she was referring to and felt my cock begin to throb again. Katie stopped walking and looked directly at me again, she then said "Tim can I ask you a question?". "Sure, fire away!".