Later in bed, in the dark, she'd remembered that feeling and had experimented. She found out she could get that buzzy feeling in her own bed any time ...she wanted to. Since then she spent a part of each day lying on her bed, her coltish legs spread wide, fingers busy stroking her labia and punishing her teenaged clitty. She'd never felt driven to go out with boys like her friends did, but she knew about what hung between their legs, and that they usually wanted a girl to do something with it. She. ” Trina said. Tori jumped back like a little girl who had backed into a hot stove with her backside! “Who would send me Orchard Lilies?” Tori asked.“Yeah, who?” Jade nodded her brown haired head with light colored highlights coming down her shoulders bucked her hair off her back.“Wait a minute, it was you Jade, but how would you know I am allergic to Orchard Lilies?” Tori asked quite exasperated.“I saw it in your file.” Jade said in a smart ass voice. “You read my file Jade.” Tori said fuming.. Most of our scientific studies have been about disease-related memory loss. Sundowner’s syndrome, Alzheimer’s ... that sort of thing. There aren’t really that many cases of trauma-induced memory loss. Most of what people know about it is speculative or outright fiction. Looking at it from this side of the equation, we think how terrible it would be to lose our memories and how much we’d miss them. But maybe from your side it doesn’t seem so bad because you don’t know what you’re missing. I’ll. If Mike hasn't changed ... and ... he still feels like he did..." Don't worry about it, Lexi," Jan said. "Follow your heart. Do what's best for you. Don't worry about us. We'll still have Gabe," she chuckled.And that was the beginning. Lexi moved in with Mike a month later, and two months later, she announced they were getting married in August. She intended to keep her job at Black Gold, since it was only a twenty-to-thirty minute commute from her new home. I was happy for her, especially.