If I say so myself, my friends, we did bloody well, all considered." This will only take you so far, Alfred, good buddy, but you do overlook the mater...ial side of things, you always have. Just imagine if Bert had been a teetotaller, a wearisome proletarian to boot or, God forbid, a religious freak with only one book to throw around, if our mates had been unable to do wonders in the kitchen, had been raving intolerant feminist bitches, ugly as sin and hating the sight of each other."When you. We tell the waiter what we would like for dinner. As the waiter leaves, you tell me to go to the ladies room and take off my now soaked panties, and hand them to you back at the table.I do it without question. As I come back to the table, you open my hand and take my soaked sexy underwear. You lay my panties on the table, as the waiter brings our food out. The waiter sees the panties and smiles.We start eating, barely saying a word. Your fingers are between my legs again. Your middle and ring. Mymemories have returned. I refuse to let them fade away or be taken awaybefore I had a chance to do something. I have hidden some informationabout you where you can access it when you are free. It should help getyour memories back as well. With this letter I have included a locket.Inside is a picture of a young girl and a young couple. They are thefamily of the person I used to be, Tobias Abernathy. The young girl is mysister Tessa, who was taken tragically, and the young couple is ourparents,. " No chance" he said with some finality.I walked home a little glumly and was happy to see that no one was home. A note from my mom was on the refrigerator saying that she had gone to the store real quick and that she'd be back soon.Thinking about Jason's girl I started to get a little hard. So I decided to take care of things before mom got home. Walking down the hall I began unbuckling my pants when I had a great idea. I strolled into m parent's room and found my moms dirty laundry. I.