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. :)
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?
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