I ran my little hands over my soft, firmskim.Sweetie, this time, we're not letting this magnificent body go to waste.Rather than head into the park, I... walked directly back to my locker. Thebland t-shirt and jeans Ryan had arrived in had become a pair of whiteshort-shorts, a sleeveless red top with a scooped neck, a heart necklacethat dangled just above my cleavage, and a pair of open toe black bootieswith three-inch stiletto heels.I stripped off my bikini and stuffed it into my big beach bag.. My amnesia affected me enough that I could not recall many names or faces. The interesting part is that I remember all of my lectures, notes, tests, class projects, and the games of football that we religiously played Sunday afternoons in the quad. The people though, disappeared, and the only thing that was in their place was memories of events. So I decided to start from scratch and in order to do so I needed to move. I wanted to move. The closer that I was to home the more I would be reliant. "I don't know how you can drink that stuff. I tried it a couple of years ago and didn't like it then. I still don't." I didn't think much of it either to start with but at university one was expected to drink it and now I like it." Do you drink spirits?" I have done. I'm not mad about them and my father encouraged me to stick to beer." Uncle Steven likes his evening dram and I had a sip of that once. Yuck! I like a glass of white wine with a meal but other than that alcohol's not my scene." Why. " "Except you were paying the rent," said the Major. "Swallowing his pecker snot. Of course, that was just for openers, he andmy great uncle deflowered me a week later," said the Captain. "Look at the Colonel go, skull fuck me, Henry," said the Major staring atthe screen where the Colonel was holding the sides of her head forcing it downon his cock as he thrust upward. "What's the deal with the hose and garter belt?" asked Captain Caldwell. "Shit, who knows what's in that pea brain, maybe.