Actually, it wasn’t even like forgetting, it was like I never knew it in the first place. Imagine that, to all of a sudden find yourself somewhere a...d not know where it is, or why you’re there, or who you are.’ Charlotte took a bottle of wine out of the mini fridge. ‘It’s traditional to begin a story in medias res.’ ‘I’m sorry, what?’ ‘In the middle of the action, so that the reader will be drawn in by questions about the things they don’t at first know.’ She handed him a glass. ‘But how can. We needn’t have worried. The minute the tip of his cock opened up my pussy, I was in heaven. That beautiful, familiar feeling as he slid slowly inside me sent shivers of arousal throughout my entire body.These days, we rarely fuck in the missionary position, but back then, we were still in that mindset that a good, old-fashioned fuck meant the man goes on top. Nothing wrong with that, by the way. Just because it isn’t inventive or clever doesn’t mean it can’t feel good.And boy, did it ever feel. Let the grunts get queazy, I say.The walkway here was very narrow, just enough for service staff to clean the windows. I made sure to remember where I had climbed up and walked past the darkened windows, headed to a sliding door. It opened without any problems. I stepped into a hallway that ran directly to the aft side of the ship. Some twenty metres to my left was a vestibule that led to the lift and the staircase. The guard who stopped me was at the foot of that staircase, unless he had been. I heard my brother stop rummaging as he found what he wanted. After a few minutes, in which I imagined my brother getting dressed, as I finally heard my brother leave his room and close his bedroom door. I let out a sigh of relief that I hadn't been found.Part of me didn't want to get up and leave the warm cozy hiding spot I had created. So I quickly decided to stay there, just to make sure he didn't come back and find me creeping out of his room. I lay there in comfort as I waited a few.