“Most of the standard ones are just too short and the extra-large break.”Yep. You triggered your bullshit detector, not me.As expected, she said, ...“I see.”“Actually, you didn’t see and I’m not about to whip it out right here in the aisle,” I replied sounding like a smartass.When she walked away from the aisle, she didn’t look the least bit pissed off on her way to the pharmacy.Part of my rapid recovery of my memories included girls bitching about how much their period cramps hurt. I messaged. As far as she was concerned this was the first time I knew of her cheating and as far as she knew, I thought she was only fucking someone else for my benefit. Now that we had finally gotten to where she felt comfortable enough to be open about it, the slight fuzzing of the truth would work out fine for us both. Nothing was complicated, Karen got to cheat without the worry of getting caught and I got to have her afterwards... at least some of the time.She smiled nervously as she gingerly entered. Buxom, with a small tattoo of a falcon on her shoulder, she watched John put his clothes to the side of the arena and considered how she would defeat her slim middle aged opponent. Dossiers maintained by the House archivists usually provided the erotic combatants with detailed accounts of how bouts were won or lost, but as initiates, they had little reference on each other. She knew he had been something on the circuit a few years ago, but he had returned to find a lot had changed. She'd. Jack LaRue will cease to exist. Some partof him has already. Perhaps you feel a slight tingling behind your brain?" Imentally nodded and the tingle seemed to grow larger. "Well, that's me. WhereI am is where you are not. In just a short time, you will not rememberyourself." Impossible!" I mentally cried. "You can't-- but how-- what the--" Don't be frightened, dear," the voice changed to a sexy, almost amused tone,"I don't want to hurt you. But I will if you keep resisting me." You're not there!.