Old memories fade and disappear, new memories replace them. Some are recoverable. It is like the brain still has them, but has forgotten how to retrie...ve them but others seem to completely disappear. I do have images and recordings of your life in the data banks for you to access. But they are only the outside, they are not what you felt and thought while you were experiencing them. Only memories that are used, remembered, re-experienced, stay fresh and accessible. If you want to remember Geoff,. ........i didn't care,i wanted him so much.I pulled the towel from him,WOW what a fantastic cock,it was no bigger than my boyfreinds,but a little bit thicker,but what impressed me was how hard it was,like black steel.Moving myself down his body,i lowerd my head.Anthony put his hands on my head and pulled me down onto his black cock.I remember how hot his cock was in my mouth,while i was giving him a blowjob,he kept asking if i liked his black cock more than my boyfreind.......of course i. I surmised that my three charming little mates were cooking up something more than just food, but I would have to wait knowing they would tell me in their own good time and fashion.When my mates finally placed the meal on the table, I knew I had been correct about them brewing something other than food. They had really outdone themselves including the laborious task of making flat raw wheat bread."So, what's the occasion?" I asked casually while eating.Three beautiful faces looked at me. She waited until Annie got into the shower so that she could choose the stall next to her. Michelle stripped off her clothes and got into the shower next to Annie. Her boobs were only A-cup, but getting bigger every day. They matched her 5'1 figure though. Annie was 6'2, and her boobs were Bs and hadn't even reached their full potential yet. Although she didn't admit it herself, Michelle wanted to see Annie's boobs almost as badly as she wanted to see her pussy. Standing on tiptoes, Michelle.