Extended mileage

I think John Wayne Bobbit was re-membered.

LOL, Gator!

I can't remember anything. I completely forget what bjs and sex feels like, fortunately my wife reminds me. Same with the breasts of young women, I forget what they feel like. Total amnesia. I have to remind myself now and then.

I think I get what king is driving at.

When I get lappers, I either get, or make the dancer, turn it into something sensual that turns into sex. I end up "getting high" on the experience ( a hormone/pheromone thing) and it stays with me for about a fortnight.

Not usually. "Remembering" is somewhat contraindicated these days, as my age and condition put limits on the number of times per day I can "remember" effectively. I prefer to save those times for making the memories. :)

There' still a couple extra special dances from years ago that I've locked away in the "Spank Bank."

well it was about 1978 or '79 in Charlotte, at this club that was topless only (and there were no clubs at all I knew of that allowed full nude), and the girl's g-string came undone and ... Oh, you young guys don't want to hear an old fart remembering stuff. But I treasure the memory for, what's it been, two or three years now?