Listening to the shower run was calming me down as I zoned out. I regretted picking a fight over something so trivial as sex. I didn't even give him m...uch to work with but I couldn't tell him what made me angry. We agreed that we wouldn't make sex a priority in our relationship. I didn't think we would make it our last priority though. The shower stopping knocked me out of my daze. The last thing I wanted was for him to find me moping on the floor. Grabbing clean sheets I started making the. It had started out as a good day, and now he felt as if he were ready to crawl back into bed. He fetched a dust pan and brush and carefully lowered himself to his knees before the spilled Jonalla, wincing a bit as he forced aged joints to move in ways that they did not care to be moved any longer.Vanlo was about to bring the brush down at the edge of the spill when his eyes flickered over to something near the overturned bag. Once again, the fact that Vanlo's vision had remained clear and sharp. I love you.” she said as she cuddled up next to me and closed her eyes to go to sleep.I lay there with her naked body up against me, her bare tit squished up on my arm. I closed my eyes and tried to go to sleep even though my dick was stiff as a board. I guess I did finally go to sleep because a little while later something woke me up. I looked over at my sister and she was propped up on her elbows.“Cam, what is it, what happened?”“I don't know, I heard something and it woke me up I. Almost an hour went by before my dad relaxed and after a moment of consternation, he looked over at me and said, “I don’t know.”I don’t think I had ever felt so disappointed. Not at him, and I immediately gave him an appreciative smile.He said, “It’s not like anything I’ve ever seen before. It appears to be highly memory dependent. The memories are somehow tied to basic instinctual motivators that are hardwired.”“If it’s memory, couldn’t we just make them forget?”“Memory is the most difficult.